(Or technically Sunday Morning, as it is 1:07 and
sleep is so foreign, TV is so boring, and my bed remains sadly Sally-free.)
What If
12/21/08
.....
What if
the fog had rolled in sooner?
What if
coarse hands had not held so limply
had not fallen flat like a flower blooming prematurely?
What if
one warmth had been much like another,
your light as shining
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