TSA divided our line in two:
You are ahead.
You smile and say:
"I will wait for you”
A sudden clear memory surfaces:
Your soul standing in a different line, heading to Earth.
You smile at me and say:
"I will wait for you"
And you did.
About the Creator
Salomé Saffiri
Writing - is my purpose. I feel elated when my thoughts assume shapes, and turn into Timberwolves, running through the snowbound planes of fresh paper, leaving the black ink of their paw prints behind.
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