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June 2020

  • Elizabeth Cotton
  • Jan 26, 2024
  • 1 min read

There is a public crisis

But personally, not so bad 

A national nightmare

But to me, a pleasant dream


You said to me

However much you think I like you

I like you even more than that

And that is just how I feel


Maybe it’s just the 

Attention, affirmation, affection

But why is it there at my throat

As I notice when you are gone

As I pet our scruffy kitten 

As I listen to you ramble

As I stare back at you in the dark:

I think I am falling in love with you


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