The Way We Love

Quietly, almost imperceptibly,
but ever~present.

You look at me, I look at you,
we talk, and then
we look out together.

Living between moments
we steal from time,
making memories, and yet,
the only memory is us.

Time passes …
busy schedules, new adventures,
but our love persists.

In that space between thoughts,
we come together, we come home.
Bound by thoughts and memories
if not by touch.

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