Melt.
Briefly everlasting, then gone.
Step, step, step,
Breathe.
Pieces I can't seem to fit together.
Pull, click.
Inhale, exhale, glance,
Hold.
A simple gesture lifts me out of my seat;
I fly into the clouds.
The wind caresses me
As my hand lifts to return the surge.
Snapshots are washed into blurs;
I am placed back down on earth.
Thoughts illuminate my mind
Until they become merely a glow.
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