there is a space between us
as we nudge towards the light
transfixed by our own stories
but play footsies under the covers
I turn to him and smile
as his eyes move slowly from his
page to meet mine
I kiss him like the protagonist kissed
her prince in the book I'm reading
I want him in that moment
I want our story to be in a book
to be remembered for all the
small moments we make
in our ever-vast universe of Life.
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