You’d keep it—
if it could be kept.
But it isn’t that kind of thing.
“NOTHING HERE YET.
THAT’S PART OF THE RHYTHM.”
You’d keep it—
if it could be kept.
But it isn’t that kind of thing.
Still—
you remained.
A pause.
Not empty.
#SoupandSex-Life
Light adjusted first.
Then attention followed.
You didn’t move toward it.
It came… in the way you stayed.
Not asking to be held.
Recognizing you first.
Warmth, with restraint.
Presence, without demand.
Language understands this—
Before our body does.
A glance…
That doesn’t need to continue.
A moment…
That needs to become.
Still—
something settles.
For a second longer than expected…
Everything fits.
SOUP & SEX-LIFE
#Balance-Bites | #ChefsWink
It doesn’t need more time, just better attention.