Pieces

Every step you take
a piece of me
moves with you.
You are the guardian
a home to that small part of me,
a gateway into my whole.
Sprinkles of all of my pasts,
right in your present.

I feel the distance,
between me and that piece,
but it doesn’t bother me.
It is but
a touchstone
connection between
you and I.
My piece with you
and yours with me;
between them
an unbreakable tether
which I cannot
possibly
hope to fathom.

Still,
it makes me
alive.

~Ash~

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