Cattmosphere
Sunday, November 5, 2017
New Poem
Husband
The weight of him
And the comfort of him
holds me back,
but keeps me grounded.
The rhythm of his
breathing beside me
in the dawn...
Does he keep me from soaring?
Or just keep me from flying away?
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