No Reason At All

For a while there was no reason to worry.
         No reason at all.
He gave her a look that said as much.
          A good long look.
“Isn’t it remarkable how remarkable it is,” she replied.
           Utterly.
Moments like these are rare.
           Less than a blue moon. 
You might wish they weren’t.
           More like full moons.
It might not have been as long ago that there was no reason to worry.
         No reason at all.

For a while there was time to burn.
         All the time in the world.
He gave her a diamond watch.
          It’s about time.
“Isn’t it strange,” she remarked.
           Only real diamonds cut glass.
Moments like these take time.
           Like an all-day sucker. 
You might wish for more.
           Less is more.
It might not take so long.
         All the time in the world.

For a while there was time to worry.
         Ain’t nobody got time for that now.
He gave her a squeeze.
          I needed that.
“Isn’t it a relief,” she added.
           There are pauses that refresh.
Moments like these should be savored.
           Like an all-day sucker. 
You might wish for more.
           More is more.
It might not hurt you to breathe a little more deeply.
         Everybody needs to make time for that.

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