Thank you=Love Letter

Here is a love poem that I just wrote for one of my dearest friends. You should check out her project.

Even when I am scuffled laundry hanging to dry but
hit by rain
even when my words are limp, the only sounds I can bring forward from
what brims inside
even when my lipstick is ragged and smeared on the edges from
lack
of
attention
or my stomach feels empty even when full
You are there
adorned in your perfect apron
serving what actually can fill me
bringing forth light satiation
wiping my lips
drying the cold parts of me
So, thank you.
Maybe those are the only words that I know how to say loud and clear.
But here they are again: THANK YOU!
And hushed: Thank You.
and nothing but the meaning: thank you.
Thank you.

-Moksha

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