By Appointment

When the world feels full
and my mind heavy,
I can look to you
and say no
to what is not love.

Your skin, your beautiful face,
your quiet courage, your warm presence
begs me to come
home to body.

The aches and the messy
fall into explosive laughter
when you pull the covers back.

The nest of you
continues to request
a returning
to a most precious life.

Oh magical mirror!
Pranams, dances, and kisses.

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