And then we
Became that pause
Between parts of
A symphony that
Moment of coughing
Rustling of pages
And cellophaned mints
We’d just ended
The first movement
With thunderous crescendo
And now rest
Awaiting the sweet
Melodies of what
Is now next
And then we
Became that pause
Between parts of
A symphony that
Moment of coughing
Rustling of pages
And cellophaned mints
We’d just ended
The first movement
With thunderous crescendo
And now rest
Awaiting the sweet
Melodies of what
Is now next
Love is the
Easiest thing in
The whole world
Yet the hardest
To find let
Us leash our
Dogs and pull
Off the armor
And dive nakedly
Into the pools
Of each other
Swimming together with
Childlike abandon on
Warm summer afternoons
Why is it
That when you
Feel the heavy
Heartache songs feel
Like hammers pounding
Anvils yet when
You find someone
New it’s the
Pure sound of
A tap on
A crystal glass
These are the
Sounds of love
Once again like
Being tickled by
A funny anecdote
Your messages made
Me giggle like
Buttery chins seen
By early summer
Dandelions and paratroopers
Spinning after being
Blown from spent
Past cat tails
Your words returned
The glee of
My childhood memories
And we met
And made dreams
Buildings and moats
With shovels and
Pails like small
Handed children digging
Into beach sand
Long before growing
Up and sitting
Across from me
As you are
Hands now trace
The love lines
Of each other