long, slow gulps
she breathes like a deep sea diver
her eyes flicker open shut
in the last vestiges of wakefulness
i cradle her small head
the soft hair like wisps of wheat
nestled gentle downy in my elbow
her body used to lay dormant while she sipped
perhaps her hands would clasp a bit
and now she wriggles like monkey
wriggles like bug
almost a year
and i'm more in love
than i ever thought i could have been.
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