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.