Trapped by Compulsion

I greet you with a smile.

" Hello!"

You stare at me for several long seconds.

Recognition first appears in your eyes.

You suddenly see "me."

A slow smile fills your face.

"Hello Mary!"

A hug quickly follows.

"You give the best hugs!" say I.

"I miss you Mary!"

"I miss you too!"

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Your day is filled with routine acts, some followed compulsively,

others not so much.

But, don't upset the routine!

I know that, but I sometimes become frustrated.

There is need to hurry you with a task that cannot wait.

But wait, it must.

Your time and mine are sometimes on different planes.

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Sometimes you appear trapped by your compulsions.

I cannot break it's grip.

I left you closing your blinds before retiring.

When I return much later you are still opening, then closing the blinds.

I am at a loss.

What can I do?

Then I ask a question.

"Can I have a hug?"

My arms open wide, inviting you in.

You stare at me for several long seconds,

then turn into my outstretched arms.

I tell you again, in all honesty.

"You give the best hugs!"

You smile at me with eyes that are now bright, knowing and simply reply.

"Yes!"

* First published September 2007 at azsky13.Newsvine.com Republished here in response to a post by Becky Sain on her blog "First Pages"