Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Two Hundred Sixteen


It was hard to leave you this morning. I held your hand tight--an attempt to press my love into your flesh. I was hoping you would bruise--a miracle mark of two hearts entwined around a bamboo shaft, a symbol of resilience and love, the story of our lives together, but all you did was smile and gently wipe off my squeeze. I'll keep trying Katie and one day I'll mark you so deep that you never forget or doubt my love.

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