Sometimes i sit, with my coffee in hand and gaze out my window. Sometimes i realize how beautiful the world is. And how i am a part of it all. And i feel whole. I feel the beat within me. The breath i take deeply fills my lungs and gently graces my lips as it passes out of my mouth. I feel it in my fingertips, i feel it in my soul. And the moment stays with me and i smile.
I think of you at times and i wonder if you feel me on your skin still. I remember listening to you breathing in.
5:30 p.m. - 2007-12-05
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