Finally

Standing there, outside the kitchen,
You wait patiently,
I race into the hall,
And finally see you.
Your arms are outstretched
Hands clenching and then unclenching,
Beckoning me to run to you,
I have never needed such asking.

I race to you, almost floating it seems.
We collide into a fierce hug,
Embracing there, outside the kitchen,
Time stops,
All other movement stops,
We dance, unmoving from that spot,
And when we break apart,
Time resumes, and life continues.

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The end of this set of poems I think. Again, lemme know what you think these poems are about, and I would really appreciate it! Thanks again!

~Jess~