Sometimes, there just aren’t words adequate, poetical, descriptive, evocative enough…

And so… As yet I occupy this space. Somewhere between reality and a dream

A dream that is made manifest in my life and in my heart and in my soul

Reality that is so achingly beautiful, it’s hard to comprehend

I have only the language of us at the moment. My poetry has flown away

Quite frankly, it sticks at the end of my fingertips because really all that I have to say is…

I love you five

Plus one

That’s eleventy hundred

❤

~ kei

19 May 2014