Wish I May, Wish I Might

(On occasion, I’ll write based on the daily prompts found at The Daily Post. “Mirror, Mirror” was my response to another prompt.)

I sit here and I wish for things:

I wish for the opportunity to get out into the world; for opportunities to slow down and savor the little things.

I wish for the regular flow of words to return to my brain; for the return of the ability to articulate what I’m feeling.

I wish for things like the moments of being curled against your side, head on your shoulder, hand on your chest; for the moments you melt into me.

I wish for such silly things as an emoticon that expresses the affection I have for you; for words to express the happiness I’ve found in brushing your mussed up hair off your forehead in the morning, in covering your mind in the most delicate kisses.


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