nestled in fleece and cat hair
blurred images flickering
as the room goes from light to dark
and back again
i rub my eyes
the same long conversations in the car
double-parked and flashing lights
drinking coffee to ease the frustration
tears and hugs, kisses and promises
exposing fears and pains
and the sharing of dreams
dreams we both saw
but were too afraid to pursue
living in the same house
the intimate, delicate dance of daily routines
being each other's number one fan
hugging in the kitchen
spooning on the couch
making love on the kitchen table
and of course
the children
laughing in the backseat
with curly hair and full lips
the children we will never meet
it was all too beautiful to touch
and so we never did because
mutual adoration will only take you so far
when only one of you is brave
when only one of you has the heart to try
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