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Michaela A.
Gabriel - Austria
confessions
in minor
so
you felt it too –
attraction,
unwanted as a stray cat
on
some upper class doorstep.
you
left early, desperate to escape,
refused
to pack it in your suitcase;
still
it followed you home.
this
is your first admission.
I
imagine how your finger hovered
over
"send", how you exhaled sharply,
surprised
at your own nerve.
now
I breathe in the smell of secret truths,
unwrap
the ones we share.
I
take our near-flirt, put it on my
shelf
of favorite things, dust it carefully,
bask
in the glow of your confessions.
I'll
save this feeling
for
dull december days
when
neither sun nor fire warm me.
I
know a night will come
when
I smile at my reflection
to
hear the mirror whisper "sensual".
the
moon will slip behind a cloud
and
not return for days, still trying
to
forget the sparkle of my eyes.
but
you are safe; i will compose
love
letters to invisible men,
never
break my vow of silence.
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michaela
a. gabriel (*1971) is a dreamer, poet, IT and english trainer
who lives in vienna, austria. her poetry has appeared in numerous web
and print publications, and her first chapbook apples for adam is now
available through foothills publishing.
Visit her website at: chello.at
email: m.gabriel
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