come into my bed
fuzzy daughter i did not
hear coming downstairs
mama will hold you
dreamy girl, i am shaking
holy buckling knees.
12.16.2010
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Those moments of stilling us both. Gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteaw. thank you, night owl.
ReplyDelete"holy buckling knees."
ReplyDeleteahhhh love this
"fuzzy daughter" conjured up so much, half-asleep, cozy jammies, soft and sleepy breathed...
ReplyDeleteoh, I have chills.
aw! chills, indeed.
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