Time for a moment.
a definite slowing down to a stop.
I’ll reach for your hand without looking
to see if it’s there.
A slight movement,
with a deliberate glide to a stillness.
We’ll turn to face each other on the
beach. Sunset fire in our hair.
share an intimate look that makes time halt.
In our eyes is understanding, the fingers
that brush say it all.
we’re joined, inviolate, inseparable, betrothed.
The wash of the purest blue green sea
licks around our ankles, clear below an azure sky.
cast off cares and make the bustle of life…stop.