and as i rested beside you
with my fingers grazing the skin of your arm
up and down until you were in a deep sleep,
i knew i was in too deep.
in that moment, i didn't want anything more –
i could see myself beside you for the rest of my life.
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Bloom
PoesíaI was a flower starting to wilt before you showed up and began watering my petals. © Christine Marie 2017
