Can’t you see all this love?
-Regina Spektor
Life is made up
of moments.
Specks of your life and mine
and his and hers
flying about like
dandelion seeds.
So take this one,
softly in the palm of your hand
and set it aside
saved up.
Take this one moment
and sit with me
aside the lit wick
of a new candle
and we’ll wait till it passes.
Agitation of hands. Strength of words. 
That’s a beautiful poem. Really beautiful.
Another catch-your-breath poem. Thank you for posting it.
Oh, and tag! You’re it!
sometimes the seeds grow down.
this was a cool poem.
i’ve emailed you and it’s come back to me.
kim
Ritwik and Berndette
-Thank you 🙂
Kim
-Ah……try russellb ‘at’ tcd.ie
Patient and straight to the heart.
Ok, I’ll try this one. I tried the other one but it didn’t work either.