Poké stop. 

Another kind of poetry.


We didn’t ask for much. Only for the world to keep itself occupied while we gave each other company. Not that we had any plan or an agenda. The idea was to get engrossed in the little world we had created for ourselves and get lost in it. If you were to ask me I couldn’t tell you when that day started and when it ended. But for all intents and purposes my day began like any other, after seeing her and it ended as always when I dropped her home. What happened in the middle was just us being us and the world may not get it or understand but that’s who we are.

We walked endlessly and I couldn’t tell you how much we walked. I was engrossed in holding on to her warm hands on that particularly chilly afternoon. I don’t know how she does that but…

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About Ben Naga

Pilgrim on the lam. Please feel free to explore the links to learn more. I trust you will find some things there will have been worth the effort. See you there.

Posted on August 27, 2016, in Reposted from elsewhere. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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