I watch her walk around her room,
doing the most mundane things,
unloading the bags
she brought to my house,
and I am filled with
comfort,
longing,
joy,
and wonder at how
this amazing creature came
to be in my life.
Why, I wonder, does she like me?
What about my picture and profile
made her “wink” at me?
What does she see in me?
No, not what, how,
how does she see in me
the things
only I seem to know are there?
And “winking” at me,
how did it come to pass
that she spread a ring
of hope and light around my heart?
This woman,
like none I have ever known,
looking, on the outside,
not one bit like the woman
my heart imagined,
inside looks and feels
like exactly
what we imagined
and dreamed of
for years.
This woman,
is she real?
3/12/10
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Monday, March 15, 2010
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