The mist rises from
The lake outside my window.
I type. Sip coffee.
Rain forest walk -- I
Am suddenly still, devolved --
Like a leath’ry egg.
Of all the dames in
All the cities, he had to
Turn and smile at me.
Clicking keyboard, time
Evaporates until I
Have to fix dinner.
My daughter calls. Yay!
Talk (weather and grades). Muffled
Sounds in utero.
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Moved me within and without
Simple joy of life