We met
We talked
We pretended
We laughed
We considered
We agreed
We exchanged
We left
It was like a kiss from a rose

I knew you were there —
knuckles resting like they didn’t know what to do.
I heard your breath through the wood.

You almost knocked. I felt it —
the air pulling back,
the hush flexing its muscles.

I almost opened the door. I felt that too —
the lock daring me to turn it,
the weight of the air leaning hard against my chest.

But neither of us moved.

We just stood there —
two statues pretending not to be waiting —
except I heard you breathing.
And I know you heard me too.

Your fingerprints linger
on my coffee cup,
while the swirling latte foam
soothes me with each sip,
reminding me how much
you hold my mornings
together.

©️Lizzie Bevis

The In-between
Serenity        hidden within the     in-between, open      to the curious       minds.

The one's who      see    between the     lines, searching for any adventure,       anywhere they can find.

Inspired by the          ideas, hidden through time     and on occasion          rejected by mankind.

Travelling          world's in their spare       time, treasuring these moment's          they find.

Remembering      never to let others fall              behind, exciting them with their
                                      rhymes.

For these        creature's, do not really          unwind.

Searching              all their lives, these moment's              fufilling them, offering              them to truly feel alive.