To Be Your Quiet
If I could press my lips
to the place behind your ear—
the one where your breath forgets to hide—
I’d ask for nothing,
and only stay there long enough
for your body to remember mine.
I wouldn’t speak your name aloud,
I'd exhale it
into the slope of your shoulder,
like a wish I once made
and still believe might come true
if I’m careful enough not to wake it.
I want to be your quiet again.
The pause between heartbeats,
the stillness before sleep takes you,
the hand you reach for
when the world is unkind.
I miss you—not with desperation,
but with the calm ache
of someone who loved gently,
and still would,
if one day I were able
to try again.
If you returned,
I would not ask for forever.
Just a single night
with your weight beside me.
Just the depth of silence
that once held everything,
when nothing had to be proven—
only felt.
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Comments
Little masterpiece. I could get technical but just brilliant.
Thank you so much Rory 😊✨ I am warmed by your compliment.
Absolutely brilliant Brittany. I feel love and death embracing in this wonderful piece.
Hello Ian😊 thank you so much! It felt like that to me too💔
I definitely felt your need to have that one last closeness. Beautiful. 🌹
If only 🖤 thank you for your appreciation, Shirley.
Beautiful poetry Brittany.
Thank you Nine Eleven 🥰🙏feeling so happy to hear you liked it
How tender this piece is!
Simply beautiful.
B
Thank you B ☺️🌹
How did come up with this!🤩
Aah beautiful minded
Nice ink
Thank you Delmayne😍😊
passion and romance on display! really cool!.............................................Jim
Romantic and passionate..perhaps nostalgic memories for “the one” who got away…a yearning for the opportunity of a one last melding of heart, mind and body encounter of love, before the streams of time separate the two love ❤️ birds forever….it is bittersweet, quite a bit of melancholy and brings the themes of unrequited love or a lost love to light…I am inspired by how real the emotions come to mind, as a reader…I feel a lump in my throat ..and I suspect it is inspired by true life events..perhaps?…does tickle my curiosity quite a bit 😂…brilliant piece…makes me remember and contemplate my own past experiences of similar themes…Brittany, now I can’t wait to read more of your writings…but it is past my bedtime…🥱. Goodnight 😴