A Gathering Of Sorts

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Yesterday
we
fell asleep
in
between
each other’s
words,
and
watched
the
sun pause
between
our
stretches.

I get to
love
you,
like a
gathering
of
sorts,
that fill
to the
rim
and overflows
with
no
complaints.

I get
to
love you,
like
a gathering
of
sorts
where days
forget
about nights
until
subtle
touches gain
the
momentum
to
whisper.

I
get to
love you,
so
let’s gaze
a little
longer,
and
into
what we have
made
into
this home.

M.C. Davis

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