the_give so_alive_kaya i see the stop lights, they're ahead in your distance and i cannot seem to stop pulling. down this existence, swallow the silent memories you gave me, leaning over in the morning to share your kiss. i found you - your forms pushing upwards, in direct opposite motion of my will for us. and i remembered... i should not expect. but so i need this. i want to. you were drawing there, your shapes on the sunlight - your lines on the porch swing. and all i could draw was a breath... my shutter trapped you into a photo that day - a frame, "a fiction" they might tell us. but we both know it s real. and now i have that. i have this proximity to your portion, i sneak glances of your soul and long to settle there, because something inside of me said so. you smile. roll to the window, and leave me open to summer air where heaviness cannot keep me again. i have found it, the ebb - the give of suffering. the flow of my happiness. i have learned to let go. 060720 what's it to you? who go blather from