Starving apple 2

This morning after coffee and croissants

I reached out to her and put my arms around–

Around her now fragile dove like body

Birthday cake in the oven

heart beating pumping up, up, up

This morning she did ask me, my mom

Why did it take me so long?

I didn’t have any coherent answer, of course not

Birthday cake in the oven

heart beating pumping up, up, up

This morning deep meaningful hugging

trembling body with my arms around–

Around her now fragile dove like body

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