Chaos and Clarity
Amber eyes animate a story.
Promised by their moving pictures is a soothing serenity. Only time will tell but it never gets old. Even in the midst of my first viewings, it feels familiar. Mesmerized, I’m frozen and fixed in this moment.
But there’s a new atmosphere here. Years have gone by and the day hasn’t passed.
Nor would I want it to. It feels as if so much has led to this. Chaos and clarity and development. Here is where the long road forks. Only the figure I’m following now marches straight through it. Like nothing I’ve ever seen or could imagine. A rarity of authenticity. Smiling there, she eclipses the sun.
Fearing for the closing credits, I hit pause. Once it stops I know I can breath her in. Reality strikes as she moves in the still frame.
Every motion made causes my reach to lengthen. Returning the favor, a hand extends out toward me. In I go as I’m yanked through the screen. Now the story’s become my own.
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