I bask in moments of still:
The simmer before the boil,
The deafening silence that comes before great applause
after a performance.
I experience several moments like these with you.
The tips of our noses touching before our lips do.
Staring in to each other’s eyes,
while lying side by side.
Waiting for your train to arrive, and when it does, watching and wondering which door will reveal you to me.
And when I finally see you, walking up to you calmly
but quickly.
While, in my mind, imagining running up and immersing you in a hug,
Like in a scene from a film.
I cherish these moments of still,
As much as I do the ones that come after them.
They are not just there to build up anticipation to the best moments,
But are great in themselves.
The stillness highlights the love we have for each other,
And I pray that, together, we will have a lifetime more of them.
Jun 29, 2018
Jun 29, 2018 at 1:26 PM UTC
I bask in moments of still:
The simmer before the boil,
The deafening silence that comes before great applause
after a performance.
I experience several moments like these with you.
The tips of our noses touching before our lips do.
Staring in to each other’s eyes,
while lying side by side.
Waiting for your train to arrive, and when it does, watching and wondering which door will reveal you to me.
And when I finally see you, walking up to you calmly
but quickly.
While, in my mind, imagining running up and immersing you in a hug,
Like in a scene from a film.
I cherish these moments of still,
As much as I do the ones that come after them.
They are not just there to build up anticipation to the best moments,
But are great in themselves.
The stillness highlights the love we have for each other,
And I pray that, together, we will have a lifetime more of them.
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