Flying Part One
it's the space between matter
i see every molecule
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A Two Part Flight
Flying Part One
it's the space between matter
i see every molecule
i can count them
i can calculate
the percentage of oxygen in the air
it's the space
and
and the time in between the space
seconds
it's the space
the space
i can see the black in between
the space
i hear my own heart
beating through my ribs
it's the space
travelling the length of it
frozen in position
i count each
and every step
savour the space
warm and promising
it's a moment
a trillion figures
an explosion
the faint background music
the quiet silence muted low
it's the finely drawn display
the primal scream in edvard's hands
it's the space
the climb to its peak
the space travelled
it's the warmth
it's
it's
and
our lips touch
and the gap is filled
a kiss
perfect
Flying Almost Solo Part Two
what would i have done
if
if you had stepped away
what
if you had said to me
what would you do
if i step away
now
without hesitation
within less then a blink of time
i would answer
then i would
my love
then i would
i would die alone
Charles Hamouth