They still go on.

June 18, 2014

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Before the first sip, I am intoxicated by the smell of red clinging to the sides of glass as I tell myself to wait for seconds before the taste.

Before your touch, in my mind I feel the pleasure and the memories and the lives lived before, I am tempted to remain there.

Before the plane my insides are tangled waiting for adventure but longing for the safety of every item to squeeze in the bags and give me promise of belonging.

Before the iteration begins anew I am the Universe as she surrenders in prayer for our name.

Before fresh ink the uncertainty of forever and the illusion that control is a player.

Before I bite into the stew that simmered for hours I am the ritual of love and the promises that nurturing souls desire.

Before the clothes are on there is only naked, searching for the eyes that see what I see and the deception that it can be held in memory.

Before the reach of what is coming I need to move, force my legs to walk from the hold of knowing I loved you before.

“That’s when I realized that certain moments go on forever. Even after they’re over they still go on, even after you’re dead and buried, those moments are lasting still, backward and forward, on into infinity. They are everything and everywhere all at once.They are the meaning.”

~Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall

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