I see a room
She's alone, moving easily, gracefully
Almost as a dance
Lost in thought
Slight breeze from the window
Catches bare legs under the oversize T and panties
Gooseflesh
Music plays
Each song a journey
Melodic memory
She allows herself the briefest look back
Feels again
Every
Single
Thing
It washes over, and through
Cellular level memory
You come out the other side
Altered
Altared
And as the moon breaks through blue black clouds
Wings unfurled
Eyes clear
Raven flies into the night
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