Atef Ayadi


My Teenage Love


I did not grow up
really!

or if I put it correctly,
I did not awake yet from
my teenage love.

I always, stay
form
from distance
waiting and than watching her walking
few yards in front of me.
I did not wave or say a word not even Hi!
-
I still do that.-

I loved her face as she was silently walking
silent

or silently talking.-that time I did have the psychic of listening-

now,
I changed
to a talking phenomena.

Submitted: Friday, September 26, 2008
Edited: Saturday, March 21, 2009

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