(Flowers to arrive on Valentine's day. This to arrive Thursday. Me to arrive Friday.)

You make me need white lilies and pink roses  
and time with you is home for the holidays and dancing at weddings  
when you giggle, children find their mothers  
and sailors kiss lovers at the ends of wars 
and people laugh in old photographs       
and when we speak, our words are like silver finches   
and moonlight covers windows like warm honey and wind  
and when you hold me, hallows sweep with heat and dust  
like homecomings and stage lights  
and leaning into the nest of your hair  
is like church choirs and applause   
and when your arms grip me tighter,  
I feel pilots survive test flights  
and your fingers like vacation pay  
and your voice like delicate song  

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