Day 1657, a clear barrier. I sometimes focus on what’s between meand you~I see small scratches dirtstill thereafter that stormsome rain droplets ~and on the inside smudges from my fingertips from when I triedto reach out ~I realize that I need to clean my windows Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.