What Portions

He learned by the last time

Just what areas to open,

And still not reveal

More than was intended.

There were always level,

Beyond which he knew

Better than to venture

Even in good light, or times.

Being patient and observant

Had served him well till now,

And were only a small part

Of the winning hand he held.

His heart was not broken,

Moving on wasn’t shaky ground

Where finding solid footholds

Proved a formidable feat.

He’d seen things work out

Just as they should have,

With no need to question

Why it became that way.

The best part was knowing

What portions were ideal

For the coming exchange

Of some of another’s forever.

Ria 2016