Monday, December 11, 2017

at night

I see you in the window.
waiting
for me
in a white dress.
your hair is up.
your elbows
lean
on the sill,
your chin cupped
in your hands.
I see the smile
of you, the glow,
the thin
bright look of
mirth
and joy
upon your pink lips.
how the days
are long, and the nights
so short.

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