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another poem for my wife.

I found you

In the last place I looked,

Tucked back on a shelf

Coated in dust,

Fallout from my last love.

Or maybe that was just me,

Unable to let go

Of the fairy tale

I had written myself.

 

This is how i know you:

The swelling of my heart

When it feels you coming closer;

The heat of my skin

As it nears yours;

That when I see your eyes,

I am home.