Adalie Hettie (05-24-1979 / Baton Rouge)
Who is that man forcing my stare?
Behind those dark brown eyes I should be.
No more than a name and no more to me.
There, I can simmer in our unspoken words.
And dare I find a new love affair?
Jump in with me and float down the stream
I can see you there, torn apart, I am aware.
Now I go no further than what my eyes have seen.
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