Among all the chaos
between day to day changes
misgivings
misfortunes--
it was you.
Watching this woman
read a suspense novel on the patio
translucent fingers turning yellow pages
eyes scanning down lines
behind perched edge-nosed glasses
her bliss--
her contentment.
Then you.
You crossed my mind
when all I saw was her
its all you did
same small, influential,
indescribable action of
losing yourself among pages
of a world that's better than this one--
and you did.
You moved from independence
and fluid motions
to the most fragile state
of eating inabilities and
tense throat ventilation
screenings.
You escaped in all forms of the action--
from today's world, trauma,
discrepancies, tortures.
And I'll stay here with her.
Gaze at her wonder,
to embrace her
and you.
-fragile state
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