By Taylor Moessinger
I have not conceived of you in my body
but you are in the earliest stages of creation in my mind
whirling slowly, layered bokeh
edges shifting, forms twist
your atoms beginning to take shape
flittering this way and that
as you pulse, float, be
you are neither real nor imaginary
yet
you are
a rorschach test
in the space between seen and comprehended
I don't understand what you are, what you will become
as I am indeterminate
making space
accommodating the questions
the fears
the greater truths
as I am in the space between knowing
and creating
your existence
but the space between has lasted a long time
the inkblot, always at the edge of periphery
are you my destiny?
or does my destiny begin and end outside of the context
of my sex
we are intertwined
yet distinctly separate
you are imagined, pondered
an unexplored daydream
and so I ask
the trees
the wind
the unnoticed, unseen life teeming all around me
that flows through us all
to guide me
I sit in silence
the moment of approach is on the far horizon
Will it ever come?
Taylor Moessinger is a creative living in Seattle, WA by way of Houston and Austin, Texas. She can most frequently be found involved with theatre (plays and musicals) both on stage and off, but she has, on occasion, also dabbled in modeling, photography, writing, and generally celebrating artistry of all kinds. Her favorite place to be is surrounded by nature and the unconsidered life all around us.