lunes, octubre 19, 2009

A moment.

I was frozen
an asexual statue becoming a woman.
I was lost;
and being found time and time again
by the same man... man... boy...
he was also a child.

In no need of that moment:
my arm being found,
my legs being found,
lips; found, neck; found,
back, front, inside and outside; found...

just a small piece, strayed forever.

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