I bring you a mini chocolate bear (teddy like) to your
Gift of recovery in sugar goodness.
I lie, "It's skim milk thin."
The sheen on your smile tells me truth is an empty room.
You break apart the bear's ear
and feed me joy.
Taste of hypnotic buzz like a Van Gogh sky.
I touch your stitches that throb survival.
My love, nothing is like it use to be,
nothing of calm order.
Except the puncture wounds of care.
No self pity. Healing hope that moves us forward.
You take the red ribbon from the bear's neck and slip it
onto your finger.
Spirited charm. Heartfelt ties sharper than skin therapy.
A clear way for us, bed sheet smooth, to re-fasten love.
A private loyalty, easily tied, like your hospital gown.
Earth tone affection that hangs in the air between us.
Our vows hoisted, a structure of interlocking ribs.
Our world, as we shake it well.
Copyright © Brian Sambourne | Year Posted 2020
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