Yes, the call came through. And no... or maybe, would it ever stop at just a hello, after you answered. Funny how far the questions went, without a lag of a second. The conversation, felt distant, yet present. Between the channels, were extensions and history, unknown. Yet, the known was how it's felt, through and true,
then. You connected, with the intent to know. And you disconnected, with an interest suspended. How long would this last?
Farewell-
Is that, a see-you? Or, a good-bye?
There is something in the waters; faking blue but vast. As deep it gets, the deeper we could go. Danger in depths, risks away from certainties. It is a bet from comforts; a token spent, with wishes of
Oh save me. From the need to; take a second recall... feel a second rest... and receive a second report. But, isn't it what I am told? And I am just living with that. Like an apple going than growing,
I am touching my skin- an intimate gesture. They are one; feeling my chest is feeling my hands. It's a wraparound embrace. Have you seen a forest? It's so dense, with greens and wood. They may look d