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Friday, August 21, 2015

Belong



My loving spouse
All of me,
warts,
frizzy hair, broken nails,
painted fingers and clothes,
scattered over time,
belongs to you.

Even when you are not sure.
Even when I'm not sure.
We belong to each other.

Sometimes by default,
Sometimes by choice.
Sometimes by the skin of our teeth.










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