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Precious Moments
He sits across
from me
while waitresses
and customers
scurry about
in a cacophony
of clinking plates
and cheap bass
echoing
from the
speakers.
But the only sound
I hear
is his endearingly
nervous laughter,
as he reaches
across the table
in wanting
affirmation.
And with open
palms,
he greets me,
and waits
expectantly
for me to
place my hands
in his.
Hiding a soft grin,
with his eyes
he tells me
simply,
that he loves
me.
And all the while,
I'm falling more & more
each time.
Published 23rd Sep 2020
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24th Sep 2020 3:55am
Dear S,
This is a lovely write of hope and love. Absolutely refreshing and so sweetly charming. “ And with open
palms,
he greets me,
and waits
expectantly
for me to
place my hands
in his. ” this is a really beautiful image to me. There’s a wonderful current of graciousness and welcome in this that I find very touching. Great write. H🌷
This is a lovely write of hope and love. Absolutely refreshing and so sweetly charming. “ And with open
palms,
he greets me,
and waits
expectantly
for me to
place my hands
in his. ” this is a really beautiful image to me. There’s a wonderful current of graciousness and welcome in this that I find very touching. Great write. H🌷
