Sunday, June 3, 2007

Touching Ten

You are my secret.
A weapon I use well.
I eat egg whites and lace them with spicy ketchup.
You love me, have loved me, love me well.
I eat sugar free frozen yogurt and diet coke.
Your face waves at me from a finish line-
Run, little girl, run!
Touching the ten pound loss mark- I begin to notice,
that you have been waiting all this time.
My emotions, now raw, without the sugar coating...
makes me tear.
It was you, always you, only you.

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