731 She [22 August 2005]

She walks along a diamond-shadowed path,
the breezes carrying her worries to a deeper place
where none have dared to venture.
She wonders if truly there exists no one
who would wish to see her time and time again.
If the phone would ring for just for her,
like she always thought it might.
Would she smile and pick it up,
greeting the person she adores?
Or would she run, like the fool she is,
stumbling back onto the path,
grinding to a halt as pain
once again envelopes her being?
Does she dare ever again to burn?

© Johanna Fugitt 2017

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