Monday, May 25, 2020

Ava in the Morning

Her breath is warm and smells of sleep

Her legs long across my body almost touch the ground

How short a time ago they only reached my lap

I tell her I am grateful for her

because that is the only thing close enough to how this feels

Yes, I love her

but I am grateful that she is she and allows me to be this close

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