Breathe in...let a stillness overcome you, let your closed eyes find meaningless darkness, no distractions nor frustrations.
Feel stress molt off of you, purge, slide off, slough off...puddle around you. Let your beating heart slow...calm, calming...
Such bullshit.
My mind is full of you...my mindfulness is imagining you here, breathing in you, heart against heart, fingers clasped together, legs against legs. The perfect alignment, whether face to face or front to back.
In my mindfulness state I am less than perfect, full of flaws. I am a weed, a nuisance.
You pluck me and breathe gently upon me, blowing wishes that scatter and float across the day, some true, some aspirational.
I decorate my mind with images of you, and I come back often, remembering...remembering.
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