An Exchange
An unopened bud pressed firm in a book,
A slight, quivery smile and a knowing look,
One final chance we never took,
But something passed between us.
A long, still moment with nothing said,
A time when I’d go wherever you led,
To a place where speechless wonders are fed,
When something passed between us.
A waiting, warm ache felt deep inside,
Racing, peppered thoughts of a plan not tried,
Unblinking eyes knew how deep we sighed,
When something passed between us.
It was the looking forward and the looking back,
The trying to keep all else on track,
Remembering the truth is a hateful smack,
Cause something passed between us.
Something we loved and loved to know,
Yet a place we’ll never dare to go,
A yearning we’ll never be able to show
That something passed between us.
Like a breath shared close, face to face,
It’s the same, sticky warmth of a close, hot place,
And knowing we’re forever under the same stars and space,
After something passed between us.
A sealed mystery was our only exchange,
A fervency at once both whetted and strange,
A braving I would never change,
That something passed between us.
Because that’s all it was, really, in the end.
A sufferance, a knowing better than a friend,
Learning that forever won’t ever let us spend
The something that passed between us.
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