How much I 

Waiting for daddy to arrive 

Mommy lays on the bed on her finally flat tummy 

Leaning against its edge

We realize that it’s times like these 

Time upon time 

Minute upon minute 

And endless scrolling 

Meaningless life wasters 

That bring me back to the written word 

The page

Although still a screen 

It is still an empty tablet 

Tableau 

To draw me in to the inner child

A reflection of my reflection 

of us

of who you and I will together forever be 

A oneness with the ever expansive universe

That I never saw coming 

As simple as washing the dirty dishes 

As complex as trying to figure out why I’m exactly here 

And still just as easy as that 

A metaphor often used 

To describe how much 

I really 

really 

love 

you–

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