Her...
I would never forget her, the one who saved my life every time, giving me a new lease of life…
She wouldn’t linger, just one glance and would dissipate.
Even if, I could thread a needle with a bullet, an astute observer and finest skills.
If not for her, I wouldn’t have detected, defeated the criminals and escaped those explosions.
Then…
I saw her again ….
But the eyes didn’t scream danger, she didn’t vanish, I could smell her scent, feel her warmth, touch her…
She called me and we walked together, for I was with her again for eternity.
- Category: Psychological
- Tags: An angel figure
8 comments add one below
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VerityAlways over 2 years ago
Thanks for the vote Sarah
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Christopher over 2 years ago
Very well written.
(In the second paragraph, did you mean "thread a needle with a bullet"? Forgive me if I misunderstood, but it seems like that's backwards. Maybe it's meant to be that way and I just didn't grasp the meaning, but I thought I'd ask in case you wanted to change it.)
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VerityAlways over 2 years ago
Thanks Christopher.
Thanks a bunch for locating the error, I'll change it right away -
Christopher over 2 years ago
Just wanted to check.
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VerityAlways over 2 years ago
Thanks a ton again, sorry missed it!
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Christopher over 2 years ago
Happens to me all the time. Neville usually catches it when I don't and lets me know.
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Neville Hunt over 2 years ago
Fascinating, Verity! Now I want to read more.... and I can as it’s a series.
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VerityAlways over 2 years ago
Thanks Neville. Hope you enjoy the series some are darker
