Wednesday, April 10, 2013
i remember seeing you at the airport
and you had two bags
and one was your briefcase.
i felt electric.
but i had scabs on my face,
and i felt shy.
you hugged me, and my face
was pressed against your chest
and your swandry was a bit
scratchy, but i felt such intense
relief. finally. finally,
you were here.
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