26/05/24 1858pm
you could liquefy me, carry me around in a tiny parfum bottle — accent every moment with my scent. i'd be barely a whisper, only to enrich the better parts of your day and elide the worse ones.
you could grind me down into fine powder, encase me in a locket close to your heart — I long to be beating alongside — so strong is this thrum that I'd be happy contained in a locket, like a genie in a lamp - my dream that I could make wishes come true by being closer to you.
or you could fold me, take me and fold me many times into a tiny paper square, tuck me away in a wallet, a purse. when you are ready, take me out, carefully unfold me creased, yellowing, but still gorgeous. fold me into a paper plane, take aim and send me flying across the sea, so I may be closer to you.