The pile of dishes diminish
The counter slick with suds
Your arms encircle me from behind
Dogs race and sniff
Their leashes tangle
Your hand warms mine
My shift crawls by
Through tantrums and defiance
Your message interrupts with love
Dirty clothes piled on the bed
Press into my back
Your form rises and falls above
Life passes a day at a time
Some with laughter, all with imperfection
Your life blending with mine
Black Coffee Tables
9 years ago
1 comment:
You capture the beauty of it all so well. The simple and the special. I love the way you write.
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