it is so

pinch me,
please;
can this
possibly
be real,
what I feel;
how you
surround me,
astound me;
you are
all around me:
mine,
all of the time,
and time
passes
so slow
and I never
see you go,
you are here,
forever near:
tell me,
it is so.



August 2, 2009, for the Wifey.

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