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Those Hazel Eyes

November 23, 2009
By kroo14221 BRONZE, Bangor, Maine
kroo14221 BRONZE, Bangor, Maine
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Barely eighteen,
On the cusp of adulthood
Clinging to childhood

Familiar arms around my waist,
Hazel eyes illuminated by the bonfire
Eyes I know all too well

Frigid air
He attempts to keep me warm
A task not so simple
Due to autumn in Maine

My sky blue Columbia jacket
Remains in the truck
I desperately want it around me

Suddenly,
The hands are gone
Where did he go?
Now I’m alone

Five minutes later
I’m wrapped in my once abandoned jacket,
nestled in familiar arms
What would I do without him?


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