The blinking cursor appreciates the pause and the thoughtful moment to find a better word than that first one — this first one. The blind second before the utterance of a word becomes an infinitely inked philosophy, the blinking, cursory movement becoming a patience, acceptance and confidence anchored in an authenticity of reflection and values across multiple paths of a word and a kiss. Aside from my abstract agreement, I find my critique towards a particular value of authenticity. At this moment, let us go this way. Yet, with more understanding, I would like to correct a little to the left or right. Yet, the luminous headlights of you and I suggest I must decide now. Let go or embrace with a voice of infinity. You and I both… This dance is finally over, yet I curtsy as if to bow, arm extended and palm exposed, waiting to enfold our fingers, pausing, to see you and then we both let go upon this dark dream.
The Cursory Infinity
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