Freewrite 02.13.12
The minute we shook hands
The universe put us in its palm
And began moving us
From left, to right
Alpha to omega
Start to end
Slowly
Like the way I picture you
Reading the newspaper on Sunday
Planting yourself down on the couch
Stretching your tree trunk limbs out with a groan
I am but heavy rain in this forest where your roots run deep
But still, the universe moves us along
Deliberately
Like the way I catch you
Looking at me in crowded places
Hanging what-ifs like ornaments
Onto the steady string of eye contact
One for each season
So that no matter how the wind blows
I can always find my way back to you
While we move along in this universe
Tragically
Like the unspoken fact
That your name will always mean home
In a language I will never speak
But the idea of you will be mine
Forever
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