there was a moment,
a few weeks ago.
it was so small,
fleeting as it passed.
it’s not what i meant,
the words leave an echo.
you stand up tall,
tell me that you never asked.
your beautiful indignation,
that quiet sense of pride.
she reveals herself to me,
a secret that must be prized.
a soft and gentle smile,
i’ll stay here for a while....