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Breezy
My window flew open
when I finally broke free;
everything was lightened
and buzzing with bees;
the air felt fresher;
you wouldn’t believe
that I reversed my track
and heightened my greed;
I wanted what was gone
and to then be redeemed
and blessed by an angel
from a sky no longer green.
Could she have a shield
and gild no one but me;
hand me someone’s heart
that I know I’ll later need?
Of course I love sweetness,
to give and not receive,
but now my fire’s burning;
my quest is all I see.
So dear, this is for you,
part of my recovery;
I’m back in my comfort zone
and it feels like a nice breeze.
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I wrote this piece about nine months ago and came back and edited it today. This was a fun love poem about someone I don't like anymore, but the words themselves I realize can morph to mean anything anyone could want. So, I hope readers can appreciate the piece for what it is, not the foundation it rose from. Much love, many thanks!