My Aching Heart

I dragged nails through drying dirt on my face After the tug of war; I panted on my knees, wheezing through thick catarrh After the marathon; I peeled desicated blood from the palms of my hands After the boat race; I steeped my aching muscles in warm salty water After the rock climb; I meditated to ease my tensing mind After the chess game; I did nothing After she had gone. mission_bob...(c)March2010