My sweet friend Rachel sent me something in for Love, Friday.
A sort of tactile love letter/ritual she and her husband share...
His hand finds mine and we intertwine fingers.
He gently squeezes one-two-three-four times.
I respond with one-two-three delicate clutches.
He questions one-two.
Together we answer one-two-three.
Signals for words committed to memory long ago.
A silent conversation affirming of our deep affection.
It's cool all of the quiet love around us.
Just walking around.
In doorway arches and on sofas.
LOVE it. xo