Slow initiation words bounced off each other
For a moment two minds collide
The eyes they tell the stories behind
She wondered ‘Did he get curious about mine?’
Eagerness to travel through his thoughts
And patiently she had to wait
Maybe ’twas not time that was passing
But an opportunity she needn’t take
To risk it all was better than none
Not knowing how it would be
But when paths crossed again in time to come
How would they each sit with feeling free
Maybe ’twas better when one moved faster
And the rhythm didn’t follow the beat
So much still unsaid so much still unknown
Perhaps their stories were best left untold