Those two magical lines
perfect, perfectly formed
exquisite image, exact words
Those two magical lines
that appeared in the dark
just as the pillows softened
and the blankets warmed
and my soul relaxed.
Two lines made my heart jump up
but I didn’t
and this morning when I did
those two magical lines
were gone
but for the memory
of their perfection.
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Each handicap is like a hurdle in a steeplechase, and when you ride up to it, if you throw your heart over, the horse will go along too.
— Lawrence BixbyThe Cat Cam
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Love this. How true we need to write it down. But the comfy warmth of sleep takes us over. I am getting better at just dozing off.