Thursday, April 14, 2016

My Wyatt

I do not know 
how I love you best:
wide awake or 
wrapped in slumber.
I only know 
that I miss the weight of you 
in my arms when, 
in the darkness, 
you are not beside me. 
My life is filled with you, 
my love, 
and your absence 
makes it harder to breathe. 
Stretch your sleepy smile 
across your face, 
and know that I 
will make a memory of it. 

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