cursively

no matter how
badly
the day is going
it simply takes
a few words
from my lady
with wildflowers
in her smile
to make it all
snap back
into focus
somehow
she guides
the anchor
around my throat
to shallow seas
where i can
manage
to keep my head
above water

when i tell her
that i love her
it means more
than the simplicity
of the words
it means
my heartbeat
has shifted
my pulse
spelling her name
in cursive
along every inch
of arterial array

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