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As The Power Lines Crackle Overhead...

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Too long, too long
I’ve been too proud
to belong
to let myself lay open
and love
to open myself to love
and follow the flow

But the power lines crackle overhead
as we walk beneath
I reach my fingers for yours
feel the sparks fly
the way they always have

Too long, too long
I’ve been too scared
to belong to one
too envious
too greedy
to let myself just love 
chase the current

But the power lines crackling overhead
told of the same story, so long
I reach my hand towards yours
feel the sparks fly
the way they’ve always done

I can’t hide from the obvious
from the most fulfilling dream
I’ve been pretending was not mine
was not my desire
all this time
how I strove to deny my love
so foolishly

The power lines crackle overhead
telling the same smart story
I reach for your hand and hold it
feeling the sparks fly
the way they always should
the way they always will...


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keith jeffries

Tue 24th Sep 2019 22:40


I was able to read this with a personal understanding of my own dilema with the subject of love. The poem unsettles me but also helps me to see where I have been and where I now need to go.

Thank you for this

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