fragments


i long to see you, my darling.
i long to see you
in the million tiny ways
that we touch and shape and live,
and in all the tangible reminders
our existence fills this world with.
i want to see you
a swirl of toast crumbs
washing down into the sink
after breakfast.
i want to see you
the drip of coffee
your beloved mouth leaves
on the lip of your favourite mug.
i want to see you
tiny snips of dark hair
stark against white porcelain
an unruly beard trimmed down.
i want to see you
the rumpled bedsheets
still warm and smelling of you
where your body cradled mine.
i want to see you
a tangle of sleeves and socks
pulled from the laundry basket
to dry in sun and wind.
i want to see you
the smudge of gardening soil
dark against the clear cool glass
filled to quench your summer thirst.
i want to see you
whirls and loops of your flowing words
pressed into pages and poems
and ink stained smudge on your thumb.
i want to see you
in all the profound minuscule miracles
in all the deep and real ways
that living spins out of us.

~xox~

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