It all felt wavy,
But I knew it would be ok,
And you said it...
It's because I had you
And you understand.
We can sit in silence and write.
Writers are different than non-
Writers are travelers.
Today, I'm just traveling,
Mind wandering,
My body is the vehicle.
Thank you for making my hands warm.
Everything feels warm now.
Your space is warm.
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