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.