thoughts

​It’s the pause in a careful stride, 

the drop of a hand reaching for something, 

the stutter in the middle of a tirade, 

the discreet swallow before diving into a new endeavor,

the breath in-between kisses,

the heavy pinch when you complete a deed… 

Second-guessing, always…

poor thing, not versed in the art of living in the present. 

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