Twenty~One…

eee

eeeee

cummings??

(how so?)

sometimes when i look into your eyes…

(how could i have thought they were blue

when they are so very, very green?)

…or listen to the slide of your voice…

…or feel the touch of your hand on my shoulder…

sometimes i am amazed at how well you know me, and how

comfortable i am telling you all my scary things

in the quiet moments of our day…

Viva Sweet Love!!

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