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 emotions

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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