He was still
she was not
He breathed in
she breathed out
He shut his eyes
she opened hers
He listened
she spoke
He received
she gave
there was no need
for anything else
She knew
he did,too
the lines she drew
stones she laid
words she spoke
one by one
touched them both
every which way
it possibly could
they were still
and they were not
anything more
nothing less
but parts of the best
👣💗 Jeanna’ Mead
12 03 p.m. 6-15-18