Ebbs and Flows

Friday
6 o'clock
After dinner
Blinds closed
Everyone gathering
Knowing we were late
Clothes on the floor
Blankets askew
Flushed skin
Fingertips
Rushing

Monday
3 o'clock
Blinds open
Door unlocked
Visible to everyone
Sweating after practice
Wandering hands
Lazy exploring
Sore muscles
Massaging
Comfort

Blink.

I blinked.  When I opened my eyes, time had flown by.  Life had passed by.  I had missed fights, break ups, and make ups. Tests and games.  Failures and successes.  I had blinked and missed the prime of my youth.

I blinked.  The time I had missed before seemed to rush back.  No, I couldn’t remember the exact moments we spent together, or the days I pushed you away, but the emotion was there.  Raw and just as painful as it was joyful.