Saturday, December 8, 2018

Water

Dear M,

As words will roll off your tongue
And slither through the spaces in your teeth
And find their way out your fingers and hands
In flaps, claps, and gestures only we have seen
We will remember this day, as the day you said so clearly
Water

We love you,
M

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