the edges of myself

words, words, words

if a springboard is what you are why not propel me as high and as far as possible?   beyond threat of imagination or existence– past sighs and romanticism spurring challenge and transition expansion and separation   a limitlessness that few can fathom jumping up and beyond an unquantified chasm–   allowing for the possibility that you might imagine …

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this perfectly arcing circle roots stretching down infinitely long through layers inpenatrable by all but our love   its perfectly arcing circle carving through time and space existing within and without beyond any parameters previously set   your perfectly arcing circle exponentially expanding encapsulating continents– entire planets engulfed in a love unencumbered   my perfectly …

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if there were more time i’d have filled all of your pockets with them– tumbling words of love and devotion simple sentiments, gentle reminders unwinding thoughts cascading from my heart to yours–   pieces of paper, folded by fingers sounds formed from a feeling– the surge through my cells– electrical impulses riding the waves, tossing …

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these walls feel differently without you inhabiting them– the space is vast– but the memory of your smile helps to fill it. the echo of your words– a solid form standing before me– utterances i’ve longed to hear bouncing off the yellow, tumbling by the grasshopper who softly sings on seemingly every surface–   a …

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i don’t know what it looks like– the view from over there. don’t know if the landscape has changed at all from your vantage point– if these massive internal upheavals read on the outside– subtle shifts across a skyline that runs emotional and bleeds tempermental.   concerning myself with details, intangible story-lines i narrate and …

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