If only he could stay in this place forever.

Where anxieties are replaced with familiar warmth, and

Where there’s nothing intense or foreign;

Only muted lights and sleepy murmurs.

The only difficulty is to keep your eyes open,

Pushing against the sedative of safety.

Maybe time here is better spent not resting,

Where an hour is an instant,

Even though nothing at all has happened.

They spin a flawless duet, simple and effortless.

A call and response that cuts to the heart.

The kind of rawness and vulnerability only born of truest trust.

A thousand tiny thoughts stop their hurricane and settle,

Like dust forming a layer on the floor.

And as everything dissolves away, all that is left is her.

They create a bubble that exists only for a moment,

And in that moment nothing else exists.

Because the entire world is perfect, yet it keeps all their imperfections.

And the entire world lacks nothing they need, if only for a while.

And the entire world spins slowly, while they enjoy their short time on its surface.

And the entire world ends; out of necessity,

Though they never wanted to leave.