Consumed creeping

Physically ill,
the ache creeps over me,
quieted
only by you.

I used to want,
now I need
you.

Scared.

It threatens to
consume
so often now.
I am controlled by it,
not it by me.

This love
brings tears
and happiness,

we can't choose which.
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2 comments:

  1. G.~24 November 2009 at 13:42

    Hi Page, It's been a while. I was re-reading all you have written and you are a great writer. I look forward to more.
    Gina

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  2. Jx24 November 2009 at 22:22

    Hi Gina, thank you very much. I'm just heading over your blog now to read your latest.
    Page.

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