Elsewhere apparently
More frequently I find myself safe and sound
with here and now on purpose.
Look about.
Breathe.
Elsewhere apparently. Could have fooled me.
Resting and recuperating from excessive
internal and external explanations, demanding
descriptions, and definitions, of everything
that is not - apparently here and now
Content, happy, and satisfied enough with this
self life story; multi-dimensional, eternal, ephemeral.
Here again, here again, now, now, now.
Elsewhere apparently. Could have fooled me.
And you? How I would love to sit with you and
see your smiling eyes, go for the giggle and guffaw,
you know how I do. You do.
See your favorite color. Hear your long full name.
Smell, touch, taste, the stories of your many collections;
people, places,
things.
Elsewhere apparently. Could’ve fooled me.
Cut to the chase. How I would love to sit with you,
reduces, by removing unnecessary words,
reduces ever upwards to, I love you.
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© 2020 David L White
Sunday forever poem
August 30, 2020
