The Moment I Stay Still

You want to steal my heart and keep it… but you say it like you’re certain I won’t notice.

Maybe I’ll let you get close enough to try.

Maybe I wanted to see how you’d hold it, whether your hands tremble before they tighten when something precious leans your way.

But don’t mistake my stillness for surrender.

Sometimes I stay very, very still just to see how bold you’ll become.

Reviews

[BuzzyB]

Love has it's ways and they're so interesting. A very nuanced poem that had me wanting to read more.

[Curly Grace]

Thank you, BuzzyB. Love does wander in such mysterious ways, and I’m glad the quiet shifts in this piece reached you. Your kindness means a great deal.

[Coyote Poetry]

I believe a woman decide if love or not. Nice dance of thoughts and I liked movement of a relationship. Thank you, Curly Grace for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Curly Grace]

Coyote, thank you for this thoughtful read. I agree... there’s a quiet power in choosing when love opens or doesn’t. I’m glad the movement of the piece spoke to you.

[Chris]

Chuckling here ...well said. A man always chases a woman 'til she "catches" him.

[Curly Grace]

Chris, that made me smile. There’s a certain truth in that dance...the chase only works when she decides to stop running. Thank you for reading with such good humor.

[matthew scott harris]

concise evocation finds images of temptation coming, cuz when a person appears inaccessible (similar to me), i wish to dare myself to broach invisible barrier.

[Curly Grace]

Matthew, thank you for this. It’s interesting how you read that tension, how stillness can feel like a kind of invitation, or a dare. I appreciate you sharing that perspective.