Poetry and Laughter

Every night I will read to you. I will read you half my journals,
half improvisation. Depending on the light and the way in which you
lay. From that angle I can see every part of you. You’re my
favorite freckle. I promise to read to you if you promise I can
whisper. I want to have angels with you. We can guide them and
never let them figure life out the same way we did. We will teach
them how to love in the lost way. We will take them to the ocean
each week and ask them if they notice anything different. They will
always say no. They will always say yes! And take out their ink pen
and list a hundred different things! Just the way we taught them!
Just the way we know them. Our son will be named Ezra; our daughter
will be Eden. If she happens to receive your eyes I will prepare
her for what is coming. Teach her all the ways to say the word
admiration and will make her a red picture frame to put her heart
in when she wants to take a break from falling. She will be so
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