Aquiver when his hand draws down your back
and the sound of his voice says I love you.
Shooting the breeze as you lie in bed at night,
tangled together: the story about waterfalls,
another about a favored pet. And
as you drift off,
one about wild ponies.Pinching yourself
to see
if it’s real, this new love. Burning toast,
fried eggs,
grilled cheese, steak, broccoli: his breakfast, his lunch,
his dinner. Fearful: everyone fights sooner or later.
Wretched: worrying
you'll do something senseless,
like burning toast, and your new love walks away.
Unbearable: thinking
that you might actually not know
how to love. Dreadful: thinking these things are true.
Enlivening: his hugs and words assuring you it's real.
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