Rock your favorite chair to the same place it was,
while blades rotate in circular rhythm above.

Movies in queue repeat lines you recognize,
comfort in knowing the end is realized.

Same laughs always sound to signal neighbors underground.
Quiet hours come after, when sleep for all is found.

Routine is broken as we simply loosen our thoughts,
Dreams shake defenses in battles nearly always lost.

You can’t escape where they go, or choose not to sometimes,
this pause in a life without love is welcomed flight.

You wake refreshed with a quicker step than yesterday,
if you can imagine, then you had it, and will again someday.

via Daily Prompt: Pause


-Shouldn’t have paused, I was the only one.  You took it as weak while it was offered in love.-