I remember a face,

I never saw,

bouncing around,

in my mind.

 

It bobs and weaves,

ducks and covers,

explodes into my mind's eye,

I can't shake the beautiful face,

of one of my loves,

who I've never met.

 

She stopped me in the light,

scrapped away insecurities,

and stood me back up on shaking feet;

an infant learning to walk on cold tiles,

desperate for feminine approval.

 

Georgia.