There’s nothing wrong with an affection for old-fashioned
interpersonal connections, for the slow-unrolling moment.
It’s okay to edge back from a jaded outlook
and not want to skip the kissing. The world barely changes,
then it comes to spin too fast, so the everlasting
mystery blurs from acceleration.
The missing component is anticipation.
Try it, it’s delicious, hopeful,
better, best in real time, unabridged.