Fragments

consciousness

breaking to

light through blinds

stained carpet

starched sheets

euphony in

a name

first and last

all the same

freckled shoulders

dimpled cheek

mirrored

***** laundry

***** dishes

in the middle

making love

little pieces

not broken

scotch tape

Christmas fights

and snow flurries

cigarettes smoke

skin on my back

sweet scalding

stolen kiss

only borrowed

no need to

return

the beginning

chance and fate

balanced.

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