I watch and I breathe, taking you in
A study of line and shadow
Piercing darkness with light
To find hidden
The most vulnerable parts
That speak eloquently to my own
And which I choose to hold gently, delicately
Within my hands
My breath soft, quiet
This aching stillness
Just the beginning
*Written yesterday (6/9/18) as I enjoyed the solitude of a flight alone, my mind feverish with words.
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