when your lips purse in your deep sleep
every inches twitch
i'm there
you make love love again
you make feel feel again
i wish i could buy you the world because I know you'd buy me one first
the sparkles, the shine, the glitter, the radiance
trees and train tracks
teeth and crooked smiles
with comfort food on our breath
seconded handed clothes
a Goodwill vinyl
early morning with limbs like old tires wrapped
if i could be Jimmy Stewart. I would.