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and here's the first letter:
there are some things in life you can't escape.
the feeling of his fingers entwined in yours,
for example,
and maybe the way the wind blows on your ears lightly,
teasing teasing teasing because it knows
you blush when your cheeks get cold and the tip of your nose goes red
and it knows
he's going to have to give it a kiss to warm it up
(also because he can't stand how adorable it looks).


she thinks that maybe there ought to be a coffee shop on this corner-
she tells him so, with a wide sweeping gesture that
knocks her scarf into his eyes
and he wears it like a mask and smiles-
but on the other hand, maybe not;
it could be a park, you know,
overlooking the bay right here, see?,
and the little children could watch the boats come in,
steaming toog toogs out to make them smile and clap and wave.
and he's watching with a half-smile
the way her eyes light up and brighten the lonely shoreline sidewalks,
and frankly,
he'd spend a lifetime making that corner into anything she wants
if it will make her smile for him.


there must not be a second, so instead here's the third:
if nobody was a person,
what would you say to him?
could you tell him he looks lovely in his brand new knitted-green sweater,
or would you be foolish for talking to nobody?
he thinks it's adorable the way you wrinkle up your nose
when you find one of his jokes a little too amusing,
and he thinks if you talked to nobody
nobody would be the luckiest person in the world
(also he'd be so glad you think he looks nice in his new sweater).


she points out that there are too many pronouns.
he points out that there really aren't,
just that they could mean a million different things.
or the same thing,
she muses,
tracing the outline of drifting clouds
in the Philadelphia-blue sky.
the grass is soft and damp and it doesn't scratch
but it tickles,
and she wonders why bees are so obviously yellow.
i think, she tells him,
the black is to make them a little more subtle.
he doesn't know what she's talking about
because half the conversation is in her head
and half the conversation is in his
but he doesn't need to.
they talk to the clouds for awhile
and by the time they've finished
the ants have entirely devoured their picnic.


what is this now, the fourth? oh well, anyway:
the fourth of july makes me think of watermelons,
not fireworks or hot dogs or picnic baskets
or flags flags flags waving everywhere;
watermelons.
sticky and sweet and spitting-out seeds
all over the grass that's so long it comes up to your ankles.
and he counts as you spit them out,
a new record!, and laughs;
maybe there are fireworks
but he's smiling too brightly for you to tell.


collectively,
she says,
running a finger along the edge of his jaw.
collectively.
she's just decided she likes that word
because it's popped into her head and now it's staying.
he likes the way she looks when she's thinking
and he likes the feeling of her soft skin on his cheeks
and he likes the word collectively, too.
what about preposterous,
he suggests,
because it feels important on his tongue,
and she nods.
collectively preposterous.


there never were any letters
(what a shame really, because they were a terrific idea)
but they don't really matter anyway.
what matters is what hangs in the space between them.
she flings her arms wide open and
embraces the sky with a laugh like champagne bubbling over the bottle;
he watches her spin dizzy circles in the late-October sunshine,
reaches out his arms to catch her
before she hits the ground.
i think of wind chimes and shifting tenses,
close my eyes
and reach for your hand.
this is the way we begin.
not only is this piece not depressing, but i'm actually uploading something! this is like a double miracle. hehe.

i hope you are all doing well and i hope this piece makes you smile a little. (: life is so insanely busy for me right now (is it ever not? but now especially as senior year draws to a close) but he continues to make me incredibly happy. this was written on march 23 and supposed to be uploaded on my birthday but i'm late as usual. i love you all very much! let me know what you think ♥


full title: tense shifts (this is love)
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tense shifts by straybutterflies clearly shows the kind of romance that keeps you coming back, hoping you will be able to experience it yourself. ( Suggested by LiliWrites and Featured by GrimFace242 )
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hopeburnsblue Featured By Owner Aug 15, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
This is beautiful! :heart:
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GuinevereToGwen Featured By Owner May 28, 2014  Student Writer
This made me grin like an idiot. Congrats! :D
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Chinook84 Featured By Owner May 28, 2014
Can I borrow those moments and stand in them for a while? I'll return them to you intact, I promise. You've made the images so vivid, and I can't help falling into them - they're so giggly, and sweet, and fun, and so close I can almost touch them.
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BatmanWithBunnyEars Featured By Owner May 28, 2014   General Artist
This reads like a collage of beautiful memories.  I like how no one particular element stands out (because it would seem contrived if it did), but instead they all contribute to an overall impression of a blur of good memories.  You don't taste eggs, butter, and milk; you taste cake.
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TheGalleryOfEve Featured By Owner May 27, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Congratulations on your well-deserved DD!!! :iconflyingheartsplz::iconlainloveplz::iconflyingheartsplz: :clap::clap::clap:
I’m very happy for you!!! :iconloveloveplz: :tighthug:
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FightingDarkness Featured By Owner May 27, 2014
This, is absolutely adorable :3
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RobinAlice Featured By Owner May 27, 2014
This has been the most refreshing piece of free-verse I've read in a very long time. It's very non-sensical in the most amazing way. I absolutely adore it. It's so different in that it doesn't make any sense but that's what makes it make sense (if that makes any sense). It's something I think a dreamer would write which is probably why it had such an impact on me. Anyway, I love this and hope to read more new ones, though I'll definitely be reading your others.
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SilverInkblot Featured By Owner May 27, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Nice to see this writer in the DD's today :la: Congrats!
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ChloeSheree Featured By Owner May 27, 2014  Hobbyist
well written and absolutely amazing. such a beautiful piece :)
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TheWeeLad Featured By Owner May 27, 2014
Know ye this, that this is the fullness of life itself! Rich like sweet cake and as bright and exiting as a sunset after a rainstorm!
the air refreshing and clear.
Enjoy these moments, the joy and the stress mixed together by the mutual bartender we share... life itself.
And I thank ye above all, for this little moment of bliss the poem has given me.
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