Oh my! The last day of the year. A year of emptiness for the blog - not a single post made it through. Let us see if we can fix that by rustling up some verbal potpourri.
There. In the distance.
The far past, the recently concluded.
The unborn steps of the next moment.
In what may never come again, or
may never come at all.
Amidst all that distance, I hold you close.
Here. In the blink of an eye.
The right now of your kiss, between
the shiver of my skin to your fleeting touch that follows.
In what will ceaselessly urgent, or
of languorous calm born.
Amidst all that is this moment, I hold you close.
Where. In the miasma astray thoughts.
The loss of love and the beloved,
and the families of despair they hold dear.
In what cannot be ever found, or
that which is never meant to be.
Amidst all that is forgotten, I hold you close.
Happy New Year, dear reader and everyone out there.
Let there be words, for years to come.
Your writing is so rich, as it's always been =)
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