We are whispering again

I’m sitting in the middle of what we want. We are whispering again. It is the place where we have been before. We tried to knock on the door yet we kept looking the other way. I decided to do it differently. I looked right at you. In all the places we have lived we have left a part of ourselves in them all. I’m surprised that we are whispering again and excited about the possibilities. I am smiling as I see you. I like seeing you. The feeling of safety has been there from the start and this is different to the rest. I can hear the laughter from upstairs and know the children are with you. We are holding each other enough to allow everything we want. I will never stop allowing you to be you. This is like the time that leaf dropped on the windowsill and stayed until its times was up. We are whispering again and sharing secrets we never tell anyone else. I like whispering with you