Little Things

I hope I never take for granted
the privilege

of feeling your breath, soft
against my skin,

the comfort of your hand
pressed to the small of my back,

the gift of your smile
shining like sunset over ocean,

every single adoring kiss
on forehead, cheeks, lips, and nose,

or the way we fall into deep conversation
as easily as fits of laughter.

I hope I never take for granted
all those little things

that all too easily go unnoticed
until they’re gone

and only the ache of longing remains.

 

 

 

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