You were always extra cute in your peppermint stripe pajamas
Sexy mama
That's what I called you
Your perfect breast pressed to my chest
Heavier with the approaching peace of a deep sleep
White noise in the background
A false prophet
A soothsayer
With the comforting sound of a mighty rushing wind blowing away all of our troubles
Tomorrow's a new day
That's what you always say
So I think about it
All of the possibilities
As predictably (after a thousand perfect fit marital nights)
I continue to stare
Play with your hair
Sneaking a not-so-innocent hand behind your stretched out sleeve
Almost threadbare
Searching there
For a tiny constellation
Where God has printed a secret on your shoulder
Overcome
I whisper words of love into your ear
But you say nothing in return
You're already gone
Swallowing my fear
In the deepening darkness
On this our final night
With all of my might
I wish you light
Darling girl
If I could
I would string together every star in the sky
A necklace that pulses and glitters with a piercing blue hope
Place it over your fresh start heart
With the sun for a diamond ring
___________________
Andrew Dabar
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