tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72048984983583761432023-11-15T05:16:51.985-08:00ShowtimeKarmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377366433187492241noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7204898498358376143.post-87696158447228781282011-02-25T00:44:00.000-08:002011-02-25T17:46:10.459-08:00as she proceeds<i>For C.Bake</i><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">as she proceeds</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">as she proceeds</div><div style="text-align: center;">to blankly stare through the window</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">this very window is the window that separates</div><div style="text-align: center;">the presence of their physical being</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">as she opens the window her eyes scroll through the lines</div><div style="text-align: center;">her body fills with joy, smiling at every compliment that comes from the boy</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">waiting for that breeze of fresh new air</div><div style="text-align: center;">she proceeds, out the window she continues to stare</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">as she proceeds</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">to indulge in the breath of fresh new air</div><div style="text-align: center;">her concentration is broken, out the window she no longer stares</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">feeling refreshed</div><div style="text-align: center;">closing the window, she’s anxious for later to read the rest</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">arming herself with the most proper of needs</div><div style="text-align: center;">she proceeds to gather equipment, to prepare her eyes for whatever they might see</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">as she proceeds</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">she hurries down the stairs</div><div style="text-align: center;">racing herself, being sure not to be caught in mid-air</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">lacing up her shoes, throwing on her jacket</div><div style="text-align: center;">she’s prepared to enter the new dimension and awaits whatever is in it</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">opening the portal on her way into a new world</div><div style="text-align: center;">she proceeds through, still anxious to once again stare out the window and become a joyful girl</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">as she proceeds</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">to walk on the side</div><div style="text-align: center;">from time to time looking up at the cars pass her by every once in a while</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">distracted by a sudden vibration of her cellular device</div><div style="text-align: center;">she bumps into a figure that she recalls to have seen, once … or twice</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">dumbfounded by the site</div><div style="text-align: center;">she proceeds to reminisce her memories, trying to figure who this might be</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">as she proceeds</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">her eyes fill with joy</div><div style="text-align: center;">for it’s the physical presence of the compliment giving boy</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">wondering how he entered the same dimension as she</div><div style="text-align: center;">filled with amazement that the window no longer separates their physical beings</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">filled with awe, the compliment giving boy extends his hand to her</div><div style="text-align: center;">she proceeds to be filled with great joy and starts to walk with the compliment giving boy</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">as she proceeds</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">they laugh and communicate like there’s no tomorrow</div><div style="text-align: center;">but tomorrow is scheduled to come, time elapsing, to their portals they must return</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">as the street lights turn on</div><div style="text-align: center;">staring out their prospective windows they must return</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">they say their goodbyes</div><div style="text-align: center;">she proceeds to her portal, her return journey to her window now beings</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">as she proceeds</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">replaying the events that just occurred</div><div style="text-align: center;">knowing for a fact, the two of them never crossing paths again is a thought so absurd</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">racing up the stairs she goes</div><div style="text-align: center;">anxious to sit and stare blankly at the window</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">willing to be filled with joy</div><div style="text-align: center;">she proceeds to communicate with the compliment giving boy</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">as she proceeds.</div>Karmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377366433187492241noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7204898498358376143.post-10792894753795263142010-11-24T16:52:00.000-08:002010-11-24T16:52:29.070-08:00I'm back again for the very first time.It's been a while fam, but it hasn't been long enough for me to quit - so I'm back again and I will not neglect it this time!<br />
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-KarmahKarmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12377366433187492241noreply@blogger.com0