All In

“My home is a space between 
where you start
and the bed ends…”
He writes and runs his fingers 
through his hair 
as he holds the phone in his other hand
waiting for a response.

“You are my safe place 
to be exactly who I am -
to express, grow, reach and fall
both unexpectedly and with intention.
If I was courageous alone,
I'm entirely unafraid with you.”
She replies without hesitation
as she nestles her tiger eye pendant
between her thumb and pointer finger,
and rubs it in an air of soft assurance 
until it generates enough heat 
to keep her warm until his return.

She snaps a photo of herself and says:
“Daydreaming about you
About us
About all there was
And all that might yet come to be…”
“All that will be…”
He offers a correction
with an air of confidence 
that makes her smile.

The queen of silver linings,
she’s learned to be cautious and 
never bet on things that cannot 
be guaranteed,
but she will happily believe 
in the promises that so effortlessly 
fall from both of their lips
because no previous bond 
has ever felt quite so visceral 
and spiritual 
all at the same time…

He is her blanket of peace
weighted just perfectly 
to keep her tranquility undisturbed.
She is his soft place to land
with no pretenses or projections -
his singular focus and first thought 
on every level of wakefulness.
She is everything he didn’t know he 
needed.
He is everything she always knew
she wanted.

He drives through the night 
and thinks of her lying in her bed
alone.
She imagines what it might feel like
to fall asleep in his arms 
again and again,
until the sun sets over decades of 
a life well lived,
nestled among the clouds of devotion 
and gratitude 
for all the beautiful memories
and worthy challenges
paving a way to another chance 
at love and life again…

And they rest in thoughts of each other
until their heartbeats synchronize 
and their bodies ease into a deep rest,
and they find a way home to each other - 
that little space between
where the other starts
and the bed ends.