Magic

A warm numbness spreads in me, it diffuses a sweet pains that thumps constantly and cripples me. I feel overfull with emotion, my heart sings with the lonely melody, the salts melt and leave a taste of longing.

I look at you, the smile spreads, a last hope of happiness crackles. I stretch out my arms to embrace the emptiness and breathe the fragrance of memories. I count the precious moments that make this the nostalgic beginning of a beautiful end. I close my eyes and feel the me dying in you and you growing in me ever.

-Monica

This too shall pass...

And then one day this too shall pass like most other moments of life I cherished. Moments I felt were eternal to leave an everlasting impression and yet fragile and delicate enough to have melted like dew leaving no trace except a faint echo of memories and blurred visions of smiles, tears, and togetherness. Yes everything passes, the great healer heals it all, I move on and you move away and the we is lost in this on and away. I hold on to you more tightly hoping to never let you go but it is like holding on to quicksand and all I can see is it is all slipping away the tighter I grasp. So what do I do, hold on, let go, pretend to feel comfortable with this loss or enjoy it while it lasts? The choices are many but the result is the same any choice I make. The result is this too shall pass. The awe, the respect, the beauty, the passion, the warmth, the comfort, the pain, the restlessness, the separation, the togetherness, the night, the day, the timeless time, the touch, the feel, the magic, and the chaos will all end only to beget a new turmoil within. Togetherness is not threatened by the parting, it is the parting that is threatened by the passing. And yet this too shall pass…

Monica

The Long Way

Today it all seemed unusually long; the way to and the way from; it felt long enough to believe we would not meet, but it did end and meet we did; for a moment short enough to make the long and the longing feel longer;

a smile, a gaze, a question, an answer, a breath, a sigh, an expression, a confession all exchanged in that one moment;
an unshed tear, a shoulder rest, a warm caress, a pat on the head, a brush of the finger tips, an eye lock, a whisper, silence all un-exchanged;
and then even the moment ended, before it should have;

The way back from you seemed longer and maybe it never will really end.