A Given
We stare at each other
from our rocking chairs
in silence.
You brightly fumble
for words
as I shift,
averting my eyes.
What is there to say
that we have not
already said?
Could we just be still
for this moment
and savor these raw e
motions
and embark upon
suspended time?
I will not disappear
nor will fortune change
our trust.
Look into my eyes
deeply, my love
and know
that I am here.
Martha Meshberg
Copyright ©2001
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