And this morning 
over your shoulder 
the snow fell 
and you and 
I laying there
laughing and touching 
together reminded me 
of once I 
saw a snow
globe with two 
puppies playing inside 
and I thought 
yes this is 

May I 
might I
remember please 
let me 
paint you
like this 
in some 
cranny somewhere 
tucked away 
where no 
one finds 
but me 
when I 
go to 
take one 
last peek 
before days
light ceases
for me 

And here
and now 
you are 
and I 
and this 
and that
just just’s 
and now 
I’m waiting 
for the 
but which 
always comes 
like a 
toddler denied

Once you 
had a
body but
now you
have gained 
a soul
so goes
the march
growing older 

You decided 
a cup
and not
a pot
because you 
had somewhere 
else to 
be besides 
here with 
someone me
I guess 
that makes 
me a 
cup too 
used chipped 
and most
likely broken