Deja Vu
My body shakes instinctively.
I’ve been here before!
The gentle hand, the movement,
The shadow crawling over me.
It’s too familiar.
It burns.
The pain makes me retch.
I curl into a ball.
I try to turn but simply fall.
Your warmth no longer warms me.
Safe, alone,
My throat contracts.
What’s that?
I screamed?
I see bright flashes.
No! Not now!
Not with them here, please!
Suddenly I’m propelled
Back into time
And land a year before.
Closed eyes, the gentle hand, moving,
The shadow crawls over me.
I feel pressure on my lips
And I taste my first kiss.
But now, again,
I am not lying in the grass smiling,
I’m on pavement,
Screaming,
Face down.
I hear the voices,
the voices, the voices.
The voices, were surely sent to save me.
My breath comes to a steady pace,
My breakdown comes to a close,
And I am in the arms of a soulmate.
The only boy who ever cared,
The only boy who ever loved me.
You might say he’s only a boy,
He cannot love.
But no, he is a man.
He loves better than cupid himself.
He is here.
He is holding me.
My soul and his
Sing quietly in harmony.
He is my soulmate,
And he cares.
He, alone, is a lover.
This ‘boy’ is the man
Who saved me
From the claws of
Deja vu.
