An inch of possibilities filled the space and time,
to extend my wings and embrace the child
who came from afar in a calling of love
under the cloak of stars,
here my wings forever fly with you at heart
I put my words aside and feel your skin and breath
here you come again after so many days apart
and I hear the winds cycling in to meet again
as the pure inch of possibility
To hear you voice dear child-man
and laugh out loud as the sun accompanies
each step we take side by side,
you know I love your stories
even if the words don't make in reverse,
all that matters is this seconds of possibilities
and we meet again,
the mother questions and frowns over there and
past in uncensored gaps of time
and all the matters is that your sounds is near
with another gathering
another you and me!
in the best noodle place we always eat!
love,
Mom
