Letters smear like butterfly wings
for this pulse
which lost itself into mechanisms and diagrams.
she found me upon lonely traveled roads
wading through these unforgiving waters.
through the unfamilar voice
of acheivements and this coincidence.
these are the subtle moments that frame us
with her voice now heard across these great distances.
we couldn’t keep our arms around each other long enough to fall in love.
silence clenches this throat in ten years past.