thin and blue at the top of the page,
above a spiky yellow smiling ball.
Somewhere along the way you learn
to smooth the hue straight through,
that air gets everywhere, it sneaks
up and around you, like love fills time -
first seconds of kissing, hours become
a year and you realize he is always
inside you, a sequence of smiles
filling the spaces between you.
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