Mar 29, 2021
Fully present, I,
Taking in vibrations,
movements.
Eyes shine, mouth wrinkles.
Do I take this for granted? Am I really truly
present? Would I listen more if I knew, for a time
this is the last time, I would meet someone new?
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Welcome to Lit Up -The Land of Little Tales. Here you can read and submit short stories, flash fiction, poetry - in brief, your own legend. We're starting little. But that's how all big stories begin.
Poetry inspired by nature and the inner-wrestling. Prose in pursuit of living well. Learning how to ‘be’. Find me at: wilderword.com
