He’s ahead, memorizing my patterns to avoid questions that don’t want answers
Heart streams of warm pastels is how he feels
I enjoy swimming in your baby blues
Fresh air, on shores
Unanswered questions, but the wind whispers, “You can go a while longer.”
So I pocket the questions

You hold the power within, trust, and breathe
We are tidepools eyes locked
You will get all the answers you need.

Presence is only found here
So count your blessings because this moment will soon disappear
I am so curious, curious moments, are you curious too?

A spacious yes
Like the air of a first spring day
He leaves space to feel and sigh

Groundedness yet playfulness
Set a safe ground for both of us
Together, to finally heal.