The leap

There are no promises

Just air

No certainty that lips touch again

Or eyes gaze with meaning, not questions

That some word breaks the silence.

Maybe  it’s just fingers

A brush, a cheek

Fingers held together



The excitement of breathing.

About michaelstephendaigle

I have been writing most of my life. I am the author of the award-winning Frank Nagler Mystery series. "The Swamps of Jersey (2014); "A Game Called Dead" (2016) -- a Runner-Up in the 2016 Shelf Unbound Indie Author Contest; and "The Weight of Living" (2017) -- First Place winner for Mysteries in the Royal Dragonfly Book Awards Contest.
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