Image by alefolsom from Pixabay There’s a hush that falls between us,
not heavy, not cold
Just a breath where the world waits
For a heartbeat to unfold.
Your eyes say things your lips never could,
and I answer with a sigh,
that doesn’t want to disturb
The quiet comfort of being understood.
We’re not holding hands, not touching skin,
and yet I feel you closer
than any echo, any thought
Like stillness pressed into my spine.
. . .