don't threaten me with love baby
lets just go walking in the rain

s. in early morning reflections

yesterday was quiet and still, movements on the water
little breath from little fish.

your hand in mine, the
name of a song given by a girl i loved so long ago i
can barely remember the melody.

Now its your hand in
mine, tangible,
watching kids try their best to grab
hold of something living.

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