We only have these moments, or head for denouements.
Reach out and touch me as I blur and morph and settle into self and as these holograms shimmer and fade like neon lights that have seen too many nights.
I vibrate because of you – as you gaze upon me; see through the layers of my form, and note: through your touch I was born.
From these heady heights, we are all heaven.
Artwork: High Hopes (2009) | Daylin Paul | Digital photograph | Personal collection, Seoul, Republic of Korea | Not for sale