Hooked

Your fancy footwork in the ring

was almost enough to distract me

from the left hook you sent my way

that still glanced, ever so gently,

the atrophied muscle that sat

within my chest for so long

and refused to beat even once

until your left hook, made me strong.

© Autumn Siders 2016

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