Hi Bombay, it’s me again

Eugene OR

Description

Under the shadow of a fading blood moon I started wondering. Does the simple anticipation of recapturing a chance smile eclipse the unknowns brought by a solid connection? Are the missed connections more thrilling than or equal to the joys of discovering a common thread? Today I slipped by with my eyes cast downward but don’t be fooled, my heart smiled towards you. Before leaving I tucked a piece of your liquid voice in my pocket and upon arriving home I placed it next to that way you tip your head back ever so slightly when reminiscing. Yes, they are just pebbles but I’m enjoying the journey. I love wondering if the briefest of moments shared were simply just that or a mutual curiosity. I say we let the unknown linger.