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A love poem for my husband--a counterpoem to "killing with kindness" |
| Freefalling I am as close as you wish like a dish of ice-cream spooning in your mouth. I am as far as the starlight awash in the drift of your eyes. I am tethered to your tenderness lashed with lacings of safety and trust. I balloon through the universe a mute parachutist freefalling into love. |