Tiny thinks

Remember when you were there so far away?  And I was there just dreaming of you?   How many stars were wished upon?  How many hours were spent in thoughts of you?

Every night I’d place a kiss and a wish inside a paper plane and throw it wide into the space and time that separated me from you.

Every day I’d smile and converse, strangling the words of loneliness trying to slip past my lips.

Every moment a wish in time.  This need.  This ache.  This devotion.

And here we are.  In the nights, making wishes come true.  Pouring ancient and primordial ecstasies back in to the universe.

Creating new cosmic masterpieces of song and joy. Stretching out and folding back in.  Encircling this space and time with the melody of you and me.


Author: doing2016

I started writing when I was very young. Then I was mortified on a bus full of people when one of my stories was read aloud. I lost my focus and quit. Now, I'm trying to find my voice and my ambition. I love to write, good or bad. So, I'm doing it here and now. Thank you.

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