“Droplets of You”
On Lunch #13
What if in this life we’re only granted the moments between the events to experience all that exists? I wonder what we could do, or who we’d choose to be in those fractions of seconds between the intervals, the spaces that otherwise seem empty, like the wordless areas of a page blank and still or the canvas where no color has touched it by the artist who left its secret untold? What would fill that void inside us that otherwise might seem empty, the cracks in our beings dripping like a broken faucet just before the water droplet drips. Somehow I know you would be the magic inside me, the voice that whispers between the breaths no one else could hear, the space between the moments no one else could feel. You would be these instants for even between time when I’m not sure what I am everything I know or I feel or I experience always comes back to being a part of you.
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