November 16, 2019

I Know

i know You are trying. still. 

You are Grace. always have. 

the thought of You wakes me. and lets me sleep at night. 

the touch of your hand frightens me; like a boy in a limo going to the Playboy mansion is frightened. 

if you are sick, i am not well. 

you are Sunshine. 

signed,

rick cabello
rjc 2.7. grampa. virgo. 

always.

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~written February 2019

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