[22 SEPTEMBER 2022]
You never cease to surprise me –
cliché I known, especially considering
the circumstances – but I have never thought
it truer than I do now.
Time has hardened your body and
softened your eyes – I notice it when
I hold you from behind and you lean
back and press your face to mine – and I
know you fight for each of those, and each little
victory was a battle hard-won.
I count the moments we spend
together like I count my kisses
against you smooth cheek and
rough beard – too many to count, but
that never stops me from trying – and stack
them end to end like Christmas lights
or a string of stars.
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