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Thursday, December 17, 2015

o love of my life

for VIVR

Not many can claim that the love of
their lives curl up next to them
every night the way I can. Slowly
breathing in slumber at times

he calls me by name and reaches out in
the clutches of a dark dream to hold my
hand like a child until an early alarm
shatters our peace. Before bed, he

packs a thoughtful lunch with loving
notes on paper napkins in anticipation
of the battles I face the next day. He
puts me to bed, sealing my fate

with playful kisses. Still bleary-eyed
in the morning he hugs me and drags the
heavy gate open, waving with a cheerful
smile as I drive off.

Come, o love of my life, come whisper
to me and pacify the turmoil within!
Come take me away from despair the way
you always do,
the way you will forever do.

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