Radar

You’re on my radar
I’m aware of you
Your communication
Is getting through
Don’t overdo it
There is no need
From this attraction
I can’t be freed

You’re in my headlights
But do not fear
I will protect you
And hold you dear
You’re on my radar
My frequency
I hope you’ll settle
Right here with me

© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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4 Responses to Radar

  1. For me the word ‘radar’ has a sense of foreboding about it. I like the way you have expressed this with for me the foreboding but also the beautiful reassurance of protection. Like this very much.

  2. I think Michael took the words from my mouth on this one – well done Helen 🙂

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