no.16

I went to that place last night. In the dark of the night, beneath the flicker of my eyes, I got to go there again, maybe it was the last time, but do you remember? It was just like paradise. It smelled so real, just like love and the trees and the breeze. It felt like snowflakes melting on my skin, it was deep and blue and green, freckled with doubt, alight with hope, sometimes it felt like floating. I guess there are places I may never really get to go again. I want to mark it with a great big X, leave bread crumbs on my way, just so that I'll know and never forget that I was there once so that I will never lose my way. When you take the deepest breath and feel it in your chest, just every now and then.. it's the place I carefully marked. When you close your eyes and see this place of mine, just know that I'll be there.  I wish I caught my breath, I wish I never drowned, I wish I swam more gracefully, I wish I had learned to savor a moment. I must beware the thoughts that come in the night, it might be the place that memories make, but it feels like dying when the disappear when I wake.