this time

he is curled up in a ball
he knows what is coming
but he always imagines
it is going to be different

this time

this time
it is going to be a clown
making balloon animals
it is going to be acrobats
twirling by their teeth
twenty feet in the air
he will go to a place
filled with magic
with cotton candy clouds
he’ll ride a unicorn
over chocolate trails
in a gum drop forest

but it isn’t going to be different

not this time

this time
it will be her smile
carving the vines
around his heart
untethering his soul
so it flies off
like a beam of light
to take up residence
in her bosom

like always

but still he sleeps
still he dreams
still a piece of him
is always

with her

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