What is it between us?
I can't say any more
than you. We couldn't write
enough to begin a
definition.
I hope you feel it
too. Deep, in some dark
inaccessibility.
It is there around us,
beside and betwixt:
before, and after.
Does it matter though?
How we speak it aloud?
Might as well try and
catch a spark in thumb
and index finger.
Might as well kiss butterflies.
Comments
lenchenelf | December 9, 2008 - 09:15
There is nothing arch or contrived about this, so not a "blurt" as you put it, quite lovely I think :-) Thanks for sharing L
littleditty | December 9, 2008 - 13:02
yep - chasing and catching butterflies is naff and silly, but if one quietly stretches out a hand, wonderful if they land...blurt my toosh, nice one Ewan :)
Bradene | December 9, 2008 - 13:42
I think this is lovely no matter what. Val x (:
jennifer | December 9, 2008 - 18:08
Extraordinary feelings captured in words brilliantly.
(If you could catch it, define it, have it, it wouldn't be the same...)
J x