Sometimes a wave of anxiety washes over me — and she floods into my consciousness.
I can feel her, calling my name or crying after she’s fallen, bruising her knee on her dad’s hardwood floor.
And when she comes back to me a few days later she shows me her bruise and tells me she fell and I say, I know, I was there with you. I felt you fall. I sent you a BIG big hug, did you feel it?
My whole being lit up as I poured my morning coffee from my stainless steel french press.
A sensuality in the subtle gurgles of hot liquid caressing cermanic.
The steam rising from the mug made my soul sing: it's time to write!
I need you.
My mind battles with lessons of the day,
processing experiences had and unfelt.
I need you
But before I have you,
I must purge
my undigested thoughts.
Before I have you,
I must write.
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