TheBanyanTree: Morning

[Teague, Julie Anna]

Beautiful and evocative, Linda. 

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> On Dec 4, 2015, at 8:31 AM, Linda DeMerle <twigllet at gmail.com> wrote:
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> The morning breaks gray
> awakening us with loud splats 
> of rain flattening themselves
> on the skylight 
> and the bed is so warm 
> and smells like us 
> so we linger there 
> and lie close together 
> like we did when we 
> were young
> 
> After breakfast 
> he kisses me, softly 
> on the mouth and tells me 
> he loves me
> he pockets his phone
> ties on his shoes and pulls on 
> his coat before he 
> he pulls shut the door
> with a soft 
> kind of 
> authoritative
> almost-slam
> and brushes the keypad
> with the edge of his hand 
> to lock me in 
> like a treasure 
> to keep me safe 
> from marauding 
> magazine sales ppl 
> guys looking for work 
> shoveling snow off roofs 
> and Girl Scouts in parkas 
> with umbrellas 
> selling cookies
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