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This story started as I sat at the coffee shop on writing days observing people for character development.
Reading over it one day I decided to write a short story based on the characters. I kept it in the form of a journal.
February 14….
Today is Valentines Day. I think I
see all kinds of love in this coffee shop.
The world is so blessed to have all types of love to fit every
life. Wrote a little poem or sonnet or
something for today.
I
hear your voice in the foggy mist
I
search my love to find you
I
know you are there I feel your presence
But
I can’t find you.
My
heart, my mind, my soul,
Filled
with your energy
Fog
is between us
I
reach my love but cannot touch you
I
hear your voice I cry out - my words bounce back
Fog
is thick
I
search my love to find you
I
need to see you
Need
to hear you
Need
to touch you
Fog
between us -
Stops
us cold.
Not sure what that means. Not sure what this day means. I see no one here today to write up as a
character. Coffee shops, writing, love,
desire, passion, and age maybe it all means nothing. Get more coffee… and chocolate....
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Copyright 2014 Eileen A Partak
