Love
in the widening of the room
It lowers itself into the space between breath quiet already here like something the body remembers I soften- without instruction love I notice it in my ribs how they stop holding so tightly my breathing begins to stay there is a stillness forming it is not empty just held you are here love and my hands stop reaching for what is not present the room feels wider like it has learned how to carry more air I stop leaning forward into time searching I stay in now and now does not feel sharp anymore your presence becomes simple a kind of warmth I don’t have to interpret there is a return happening inside me steady but not dramatic I learn you in continuity in return the quiet agreement of staying and something in me begins to rest not fall not disappear just rest my body remembers what safe can feel like love without needing to name it I am here and I remain here without negotiation and it feels like home in the breath and what stays is this quiet opening this soft holding of the moment as if it has decided to keep me too



