The void-filled days

left a longing for words. Impatience with the Rain led to frustration at the many quantities and coincidences fueling Distance, dousing emotion, and rekindling doubt.

On second thought; a rekindling of both emotion and doubt. As Time teased, a name grew in quality and sparks, unraveling between lips that beg to drop..secrets, and a name, at the snap of your fingers onto the color on your cheeks.

My mind raced and fingers fumbled as needless words bound themselves to the curve of my smiles, waiting to remeet yours..words that denounce Fate and defy currents, with outstretched arms and paddles.
| {7:15 PM}