Valagraphs 3 of 39

3.

The miraculous glided through the room and lifted me up. It gave me a certain kind of knowing.

At some point, the lonely realize that they aren't alone. We are like babies laughing. Then, our hunger cries. We pause. Then, catch our breath in liquid mega pixels. Curiosity feeds our instinct and we crawl to an oasis.

You can't tell me that what I see isn't real. [click] [send] However, people typically seem unaware. They don't seem so courageous either.

I dare to become more aware of her in stillness. Deep into her beautiful presence, I find my existence. I crawl slowly.

A flower blooms as its need for affection increases. I can stand. I can reach her. She is the sun.

Her affection for me unfolds the future. She helps me organize my human emotion, breathing in sync near and far from Valerie.