This day
This moment
the connectedness
builds to crescendo, filling me to
blissful overload
I sat
I hugged
the little boy
who
will surely shun
my affections
some day,
some moment
Hitting pause
Hitting stop
Feeling the weight of our time
laden with winged bricks
poised to depart
without notice
Present.
Full.
Moments stringing together
a chain
between now and then.
Heavy body
Full heart
Holding onto everything.
Long spindly legs with
stretching bruised legs
amidst
Bits of conversation
falling to the grass blades and
popping like soap bubbles.
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