It\u2019s a moment in a crowded room
\nwhen your eyes fall upon a single person, laughing,
\nchatting, moving faster than the rest of the party,
\nyet her movements are smooth, fluid,
\nslowly registering in your mind.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s a poem spoken in conversation,
\nthat ends in silence,
\nbut continues separately
\nas each person thinks of what to say next.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s a smile, an agreement to meet up with friends,
\nbut secretly going to see one person.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s a feeling that something great
\nis on the verge of coming to life,
\na confidence that you\u2019re making the right choice.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s the majority of your time recalling your last conversations,
\nreplaying better things you could have said,
\nsecond-guessing the intentions behind her responses.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s a walk to the lake,
\nbarely wearing summer clothes,
\nnoticing the intricacies of exposed skin,
\nswimming in the setting sun\u2019s light.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s a kiss on the hillside,
\na desire to give magic to this moment, together,
\nthat it might transcend all we have ever felt alone.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s a promise, a shared home, a second pillow on her bed,
\nthe hidden rituals of her privacy, simply witnessing her living.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s a ring around a dream,
\nto see within to the child that grew
\ninto the person as you know her,
\nit\u2019s the child you were, wanting to be known by her.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s the ceremony, the dance,
\nthe night we we were supposed to feel different,
\nthe intertwining of families, hopes, futures.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s the beginning of real things,
\nhomes and yards,
\nrooms envisioned with intention,
\na purity sanctified in wishes,
\nstill new, still waiting to be known.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s a heavy winter storm shutting down the town,
\nsnowed in at the house, together,
\nhusband and wife with the intent to conceive.<\/p>\n
Its children, it\u2019s changes, it\u2019s growing together
\nthrough all the unexpected parts of what we thought we would do.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s the pain, the hurt that cause us to recoil, pull away,
\nyet keeps us believing, keeps us willning to try again.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s the shared time,
\nthe meaning assigned to the chapters of our lives,
\nit\u2019s how I celebrate you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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