A friend needed inspiration today, so I used her need as my own.

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In the space of a breath, I saw her, that euphoric moment when your lungs are full
Making you high, just for that instant, before you have to let go
She was darting between puddles, keeping her shoes dry, her eyes low
An exhalation spoiled my buzz
And she was gone
Still there, like the painted ads that fade on the sides of buildings
But gone like a whisper
I wanted to hold her, I think, but who can really come to grips with all one’s thoughts
In the space of a breath.