SuziCate's Musings

In The Recess

From rusted splinters of familiarity

into clouds of hesitation,

we drift, fall, and rise again.

Forever shaping life and limb,

we journey through vapors of love and loss.

Breath and time dangle in suspension.

At the moment of connection,

we live in the pause.

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