My soul cascades from the light.
I am as he is, like we were.
At once together and forever apart.
A million pieces of me rain down softly like falling glitter.
I was brighter than any star.
Each threat a motion, a sign, a feeling or experience.
Someone I’d been or something I’d done or vice versa.
See it in both ways that are all ways as I feel it, experience it, Live it.
I’m twelve sat on a wall waiting for the girl I love.
I’m a wall loving a woman, it’s 12 o’clock.
There is no time only perfect confusion.
A mistake waiting to correct it’s accuracies into flaws so it can learn again, yearn again, love again, do it all again.
Copyright G.P Williamson 2014