It’s In…
Missed Connections in Manhattan
It's in...
It’s in
the sweetness of oranges, the
new paper crispness of autumn,
and unfolding wings
the nearness of sunlight on the
skin, the spaces between memories,
those blank canvases
it’s in these places you live
Note from the Missed Connections Chief Bottle Finder:
I find a quiet peace in this tender message from New York City. The expression of love doesn’t need to be explicit in order to make itself known. Sometimes, it’s simply a matter of the words chosen and how they unfold.
