Parting/Hello Words

That big window frame is speckled with thick raindrops - that instead of dripping, have just forced themselves to stay in one place. 

They've taken to the view maybe, and I'm taken with seeing the same view now all spotted and smeared, reflecting itself back to me countless times over in eccentric patterns.

And every time I forget it's raining - the lightening silently cracks - followed later by the sound. 

And I feel in that moment all the strength of missing every grand emotion there's been in my life. 

Just the emotion of it. 

The power of the lightening, --

I once kept it like a play pal, and danced with it in coquettish eloquence... 

Feeling every single cooling glob, as it dropped - as it hit my tingling and so-red cheeks - barefoot in the middle of a street that I once thought had every answer there was to find. 

Oh, all the thoughts we (my friends & I) once had. I feel them as one abstract shadow, one strange memory that may have never been -- an outline of something on the wall just so, as it slips back into….

As it all slips back into a later place. 

Fitting now into a closed drawer of softened heavy wood - that sound it makes as you push it closed - it makes more sense to hide it these days. 

Away, away…let's start anew this time.... (especially) now that the place - by the shelf, by the sink - where everyone fell in love for fleeting seconds, is a stranger's. 

Now that it's right before eveything's about to change.

And instead you're shaking your head smiling thinking of a new memory - when the heat rushed back so urgently - and the kiss was so surprising - that you laughed at the force reviving within. 

That force it takes to create for the ones who you love and know, the most illustrious circumstances that the real world can stand to allow. In due time, with the proper magic.

This life you know, is pretty great.



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