Tonight I somehow had the luxury of having time to read some, write some, in silence. No TV, relatively few demands from he outside world. With three kids at home this is a rare thing indeed!
So I had time to add some lines to a few that came to me on my drive home tonight:
Tonight I request the pleasure of your presence. And nothing else.
Not your considerable charms. Not the entertainments of your smile.
Just the You of you. Here with me.
To do Nothing In Particular. To be blessed and idle.
(How indulgent! How extravagant! How deliciously deviant
would be a night of nothing shared with you!)
No silence is awkward if it is welcome.
It is not Boredom if you don’t call it so.
Every empty space need not be filled.
With me on one side and with you on the other,
Such blessed space is all I need.