I love you
No words have ever left my lips
So effortlessly
My hands formed a heart
No gesture has ever been shared
So truthfully
No other words shared
Except those said by hands, hips, and feet
Yours in mine, against mine, with mine.
How strange
To go years getting to know someone
And hesitate
When mere moments
With aligned, raw, overflowing energy
Leaves no fear
How strange
To know that moment was enough
And to walk away
When those three words
That connection; that energy
Is what I went right back to seeking
Maybe leaving it there
Pure… innocent… wholesome…
As effortlessly as it was found
…was the point.
Maybe not looking back
Holding the purity of the moment
Forever in my heart
…is the destination.
P.s. You can read my other poems here.