Settling in my bones

bubbling through my bloodstream

as you ascend the cliffs of my ribs

your ropes are my heartstrings

sitting in the branches of my bronchi

the taste between my tongue in cheek

the healing itch of sutures

painting my bruises purple and pink

your music makes my vision shake

you're coming home soon and i can feel you in me.

(for my husband, who returns from iraq in october. yay!)

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