Your face flickers
In front of me
Your eyes haunt
The depth of me
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Poems and Petals 
Vonita, this poem is amazing.
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Thank you Anthony, very kind of you 🙂 I hope you are well?
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Well is subjective.. life is… messy 🙂
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One day at a time. I am seventh day on happy pills, so hopefully will kick in soon 🙂
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Hopefully you’ll chase them with some “be kind to yourself” tablets… 🙂
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Lol, yes, that sounds good 🙂
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The flickering eyes of a man remind me of our flirting fluttering eyes.
If the face flickers, then maybe it will fade away. . . and give us peace.
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Yes, unfortunately I saw the face again today, and the pain is still there, but hopefully it will fade xx
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Just discovered you’re work and it’s really beautiful and insightful. I love how this poem embodies a flicker in its structure – clever!
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Thank you for reading! 🙂
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