verbosity....calling

you sit on the edge of the bed with your arms around me.....

I stand in front of you

torn

wanting to focus on the moment with you, so few and far between

so much contention between us lately

part of me wants to turn my attention to just past the window

the wind beckons me

what does it say

I close my eyes for a moment, feeling the breeze through the window

listening

I open them to see you watching me intently

trying to figure out what drew my attention

then it's gone

that moment, that feeling

that calling