#352-One day

Today,

The window finally opened.

A barely perceptible face.

Pale delicate fingers,

Laying out things dry.

Walking away.

Wish I could be them.

Feeling her fingertips on me.

Waiting.

Until she comes back.

Maybe one day I’ll gaze into her eyes.

Feel her touch.

Sit by her side.

Yes...

When courage arrives.

Words flow.

And I find me.

Yes.

Then.