looking back at me

‘I sigh exasperated at the day,

you breathe into me and say,

oh you wonderful woman,

even on your dullest days,

you’re still a light,

still a beacon,

still a sight,

I smile back timidly,

you know me many times anew,

how simple it is,

to know I find this light,

looking right back at me in you.’

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