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Times (7-23-16)

The times you lifted me up
From the carpeted floor
Where I lay pretending to sleep
So you would carry me
Sleeping-­child­-weight
To my bed­­–
Tuck me in, safe from the storm.

The times we drove out together
Just you and I, front seat pick­up,
No seat belts, just you and I­­
Escaping together giggling.

The time I wrapped my legs around
Your strong waist, in the blood-­warm Gulf waters­­
I laid my head back, floating,
Secure in your anchor,
When I was your Nenita,
When I was your special girl

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