83. Watching you while you're looking away

life keeps 

moving

forward

at its usual

frantic

pace

but there's another

story line

taking place

at the same time

running

parallel 

to each other

sometimes

in opposite 

directions

and at different speeds

I have 

acquired the skills

to jump 

back and forth

I just need a cue

 

sometimes

it's a song

you shared with me

other

a image

like a pink wig

or a silk kimono

a punch line

or a movie scene

the smell of 

coffee in the morning

or even  

prepping a meal

which 

by the way

happens

frequently

as I'm writing this

sitting in 

front of my desk

I'm also standing 

by your side

watching you

trying to get a soda

as the girl from

the store 

in that gas station

is struggling

with your card

if I knew

back then

what I know now

I would have

held you longer

but

I guess this

is how it was

meant to be

so

you see

how this works

but somehow

these two lines

never 

seem to collide

they did once

and that's 

more than 

most people

could ever

ask for

so

I live both of them

fully

and find magic in each

there's still a realm 

in which

I'm a master of improvisation

the lord of references

and subtle connections

maybe a ruler of many

but still a courtier

of her Majesty

because 

I have no

other way 

to express

the tickle

in my guts

when I think of you

but to call you

Milady,

my Queen