When the talking is over and the stories told, and all the chit-chatting is allowed to unfold.
When the jokes have been made and the singers have sung and the voices go quiet when the winning is won.
When the questions are answered and the takings counted and the images shared are framed and well mounted.
When the points played out and discussions laid to rest and the medals awarded have been pinned to the chest.
When the manoeuvring is mastered and the stroking is done and we finally end up where once we begun.
Then we may notice the silence and the space to see through the fog that we both did create.
To see into eyes behind the dance and the veil to embrace each other and share the love we both feel.
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