Sleep Kisses

You kissed my shoulder
in the middle of the night
when you thought me asleep.
Before you turned away to rest,
your lips brushed my skin,
you squeezed my arm.

I don’t know why that kiss matters,
why those moments with my cheek
pressed against your chest

keep spinning around me,
wrapping me in memories of things
I’ll never have again.

I wish you knew
how every part of you
is perfect for every part of me.

How your love of
words and work and For the Love of Cooking,
your passion for nature
and your hatred for injustice,
the way you touch me
and the way I feel when I’m with you,

it’s all too much,
all so unreal.

I miss you in ways beyond understanding.
I miss the peace you bring.

on the farm,
in the circle of your arms.
That is where I belong.


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