Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Monday, November 27, 2017

11.27

I like watching gasses come out of solution.
I like it when suddenly, crystals form.
I like when tracing a shape on cold windows, my finger's alive to ethereal art.

I like clouds in my sunsets in mountains.
I like clear skies for sunrise in deserts.
I like smelling the closeness of skin.
I like finding some opalescence on bugs.

I like seeing things far, far away from me.
I like talking to interesting folk.
I like learning new things from a friend.
I like sitting on rugs on the floor.
I like checking my phone just to find a half dozen messages from someone who misses me.
I like things that snap into place.

I have a lot of small, cheap desires that I will indulge in on every whim, but you are not cheap, nor small in the slightest.
You, I will savor.
You are the end.

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