Prompt 27 I stoped walking
#5 of prompts
Hey, holy shit biscuits its been awhile, in short, school is evil, taking time. This is my rewrite of I talk, I walk, I talk. Hope you like it.
I walk, I talk, I walk.
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Past trees, past leafs, past pasts.
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I stop, to see. Another me.
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Nothing is said, I walk on
Later, him under an apple tree.
Rainy night, it's cold, no firelight
I see a dim distant flame,
Its sheltered safely under ancient rock,
Next to its brightness, HIM again.
I ask in between the shivers,
"yes" and feeling, my hands start.
warm hands, tightly holding, cold hand
We talk, and laugh, and learn
So when he stops, I do
This was what I found walking.
Not wanted, but needed so desperately.