I have unrolled a map
onto my kitchen table
and put one finger
where you are and
another where I am.
The space between
is only inches. That close,
I could feel you breathing.
I could reach out and
run my fingers through
every strand of your hair,
touch your lips and
barely need to move.
In the corner of the map
there is a guide for judging scale:
every inch a hundred miles
full of roads and rivers and trees,
the guide a sharp reminder
that you are where you are
and I am where I am,
inches apart.
“According to greek mythology, humans were originally created with 4 arms, 4 legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.”
I bet Zeus never thought of the madness this would bring once they found their other half. To balance giving & receiving…. talking & listening….. loving & accepting the imperfections. To try and balance what the other does/doesn’t do. it can be a heartache all in itself.
Just introduces Tumblr to my Grandpa. Wonder if he’ll sign up and take advantage of the advertising aspect of this??? lol
