Willing silent suspension

Stealing a moment of quiet before like minded footsteps find this beautiful space.

It’s a pleasure to be alone, when loneliness isn’t peeking around the corner.

Surrounded by a gluttony of detail which never conceived of my existence. Yet it still manages to cater only to me in this suspension of time.

I hold my breath willing my ears not to hear the sound of company too soon.

Though my legs are leaden willing time to stretch a bit longer, I will them to move.

Even if only to give the chance of this moment to the next wandering footsteps.

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