I love you better.
I'm not comparing. Just saying.
The kids aren't asleep. I am sleepy.
The long weekend, was neither long nor weekend like.
You were gone and in your absence I doubted you.
Like never before and never again.
You are,
the softest, quietest, sweetest morning man.
Barefoot,
walking out of our room, my dreams...
and I don't think I was awake, untill I saw you.
In Capri pants I knew you would look great in.
newly shaved head, and if you are gone
then your pillow still has your scent and it is free.
and mine.
You are who I will always aspire to be.
Forgiving.
Kind.
Loyal.
Fierce.
And when we argue-
right.
Sunday, July 1, 2007
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