love letter

the first time we saw each other again after hundreds of years or light years long and maybe not that long, but surely wars and deaths had passed and lives without each others arms and screaming to the skies at sure loss forever and ever more she had on a big grin and a toothy one. she gave me a baby kiss on my lips that fit perfectly on me and i knew i’d love her again and again and again

Published by jen padron

Mover and a shaker. Comrade. Community Bridger. Creative. Filmica. Sentimentalist. Imminent. Emergent Social Action. Change Agent. Voted for Hillary (2008, 2016).

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