Falling Hands

Thinking back to when I first met you

It felt like the first time in years that the world seemed still

The planets aligned, the trees breathing

Birds singing and my soul was healing

I wasn't looking for answers, or more questions

But I ended up questioning everything

I was thinking about the natural placement of galaxies

How vast the spaces must be between two worlds

Between two hearts

How hard it must be to know when you might meet someone

Who will change your life forever

I'm glad I didn't know

I'm glad that it happened organically

That I was pulled into your gravity

Thrown into your orbit, and stayed

And somehow everything just is

Somehow it all fits

Your hand in mine

Your lips on my lips

My heart lives within your chest

I'm trying to question less all the time

Because when I don't everything seems to fall into place

The way you stop to inhale the aromas

Of the wildflowers by the streets

The way you dance in the kitchen

The way you scream in cold water

The earth breathes the way you breathe

A strong steady breath

And then, music

If I slow down long enough to see it

The hummingbirds at the window

The ladybugs on my fingertips

A cold drink of water on a warm day

The simplicity of joy is so easy

Easy to come by and easy to pass by

Without notice

But I am seeing clearly 

I want to be sweet

In a way that sugar can't touch

And when you reach out your hand

Mine will be there to catch them always

Just a reach away from falling hands

Is where I choose to be


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