Thursday, May 27, 2021

early morning

when I see you both in bed, at dawn,
your arms around the other
both curled asleep in the same direction 
a line of drool glistening up the cheek like a tear in reverse, your mouth slightly open,
a tiny face peeping out from under
waves of black hair, eye lashes and curls 
my hearts fills in indescribable ways
I am blessed blessed blessed

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