and yet
2003-10-01
12:00 p.m.
My hands like water over her skin. There are words. And yet, the words get lost between my mind and my fingers. They float like my heart while I'm with her. I didn't anticipate this. And yet. And yet. And yet, I cannot imagine, in this second, what it would be like without her. I cannot imagine not imagining her. Despite my desire to be detached, I have never been more aware of another's presence. I am mute in my awe of this. Of her. Of us. And still, nothing's defined. But calm like water reflecting night.
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