I want
to wake up
to your sleepy eyes
and cutsie bed head.
I want
to watch
our fingers, bodies, and smiles
get tangled together.
I want
to wish
for old age
to scoop us up.
I guess
we'll have to
wait and see.
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All three poems are strong. You are very skilled at pulling the key images...and best of all: you are not boring!
ReplyDeleteNice one JB. This one could have evolved into a short story.
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