Prologue?
This act serves as a consistent reminder that whenever one reads something, their life might be changed by it to the point that it may not be recalled to its former lackluster.
My humble request is that when you read these poems, you remember your humanity with every breath and challenge yourself to be present with your emotions, no matter what chord is struck within you.
It may be very difficult at first. Take heart. I am here with you, even now. We are wondering aloud at our plight in the digestion of others' words so very kindly or garishly arranged.
I am with you. Let us move through these lines together, without fear or hopelessness that we shall be lost to one another between the pages.
My love goes out to you, my light in the stale dimness of city streets before dawn, my light in the glow clinging to the sunset. I will try not to get too accustomed to your presence as I may miss you in your absence.
I adore you, new friend. Let us read now. Alone yet... together somehow.
