Found In Fondness


We are found.
We are fond
creators and seekers waving patterns of terrors.
We are fond.
We are found
hiding truths of realities.
We are found.
We are fond
ideas of simple expression.
We are fond.
We are found
dreaming of letters never to be written.
We are found.
We are fond
of taking a breath and giving it.
We are fond.
We are found
placing a memory of windblown hair.
We are found.
We are fond
of the breaks between words.
We are fond.
We are found
in the simple touch of skin.
We are found.
We are fond
of the simple messes we make.

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