Concurrent

At our chosen moment you’ll face your mirror and I’ll face mine. We’ll place our palms against each glass. Our breath will mist the surface there. Write my name and I’ll write yours. No notes on paper can compare. We’ll speak the words each longs to hear as you hold your gaze and I hold mine. For a count of sixty let it be, then say “God speed your love to me”

A moment in time

At the speed of light we make 

this - our quantum leap

Ellecee

Inspired by

imaginary garden with real toads - space time

and

Skywriting - paper