It’s the hesitation
The go/don’t go
The stay for just a touch longer
The wait for the perfect time
wait for the right time
wait because that is what I do
I come from a family of watchers
Watch the trends
And see if they change
Want to know what the weather is like?
Watch the TV news
Don’t go stand in the yard
With your jacket off and look at the sky
Watch, like a cat trapped on a windowsill
As the neighbors throw a party
(I would go over but I don’t know their names)
No one in my family has ever invented anything
I’ve ended up watching myself
I’m always the third person in the room
Gauging the reactions of others
Is it safe?
Do I dare?
Maybe we better just stay quiet
Even the watcher in me hesitates
So when she asked me how I feel
This glorious, action of a woman asked me how I feel
Was this the perfect time?
Was this the right time?
I hesitated because it’s what I do
I watched trying to gauge what her response might be
The third person in the room
Told me to just stay quiet
She took my hesitation as denial
And I watched it happen