Exhale


When I think of you
something strange happens.
Something unlike others
who patter on about
you giving them heart palpitations
every time you smile,
every time you speak.
every time you breathe.

My pulse doesn’t beat
more rapidly,
it doesn’t break out in dance,
in fact,
it slows down,
it relaxes,
it stills.
it calms,
and goes steady.

Finds an anchor in your gaze.
Finds poetry in your silence.
Finds comfort in your smile.
Finds strength in your existence.

Perhaps,
I have gazed upon your photographs too often,
grown familiar,
settled into companionship.

In the presence of your gaze
I exhale.
If only you knew my name.

(For Anu)

 

 

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