Love pause.

That pause in space.
That quiet hush of recognition.
That knowledgeable second
that speaks chapters,
writes dictionaries,
scores symphonies.

That pause that births
through aching slowness.
Wrenching sweetness.
That timeless pull.
That is your heart
and my heart,
finding one another.

I long for more,
fear for less.
Worry for an end
that may come
and scoop us all into the sea
of silent waiting.




Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

4 thoughts on “Love pause.

  1. Reading your words is like watching those amazing slow-motion films of a drop of water landing in a puddle, or a flower opening and closing.

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