Tuesday, March 29, 2011

He woke me up.

While my eyes were filled with morning dew
Rolling over in bed to face him through sleepy eyelashes
He's leaving to start his day
The morning is filtering through the blinds
And we, are happy.
The air is filled with what we want to say
I ___ you
So I ask,
Do you love me?
He says
Yes, I love you
He pulls a gray shirt on, I love you
He slips a belt around his waist, I love you
When he shuts the door behind him, he taps on the open window,
I love you
and, I, I love him
I say it easily, without any hesitation, without any doubt in my mind.

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