You and I (what it feels like to see you sleep)

(A poem.)

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Our legs crossed,
entangled,
together.
And I see your face,
sleeping:
a smile?
And I smile back,
wondering:
a dream?
It’s you and
I
in this moment
but it feels like
it’s all the you’s and
all the I’s
in every life
in every time
in every breath
and it’s
strange
and it’s
weird
but it’s
us
and it’s
beautiful

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~ And Poetry After Dark