BOB YELLIN

Happy Valentine’s Day, Bear.

"Never has a love been so true, so real, so pure…"

Your words—spoken in so many moments of passion that made me swoon.

How lucky we were to find each other.
How lucky I am to have known love this deep.
To have felt it.
To still feel it.

Forever.

 

 

 

The Space Between​

I reach for you in the dark,
not expecting your hand,
but remembering the way mine fit inside yours.

Time keeps moving—
insisting I follow,
but I have learned to walk in two worlds:
one where I wake,
and one where you still breathe.

Breathing Without You

Love like this doesn’t stop.
It only changes shape,
becoming the hush before sleep,
the breath between words,
the weight in my chest
where my breath is supposed to go 
and your heart still beats.

Oh, the breath.
Your breath, my breath – our breath,
It left with you.
For so long, my body forgot
how to pull in the air
without shattering.

I used to close my lips around the silence,
afraid to inhale,
afraid to take one more breath
that you couldn’t.

But then, one day,
the wind filled my lungs
without permission.

And I thought—
maybe, just maybe,
it was you.
 

Genevieve Yellin 2025 In memory of my sweet soulmate... Bob "Bear" Yellin

Still trying to find my breath, and my feet ... Oh how I miss you my sweet man.
Happy Valentines Day Bear!

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