my only one
my folks were less than excited
when i brought him home
scruffy, aimless, short
but for me
"a diamond in the rough"
i wasn't thinking make-over
but there was sparkle
and
i was dazzled
how to account for attraction
i still remember where we were
something he said
faith filled
i asked skeptical
"do you really believe that?"
he nodded yes
this speech was foreign
yet i understood
stepping into sunshine
feeling familiar
warm
so
expectation met up with reality
and i almost passed him by
searching for a preconceived notion
of what love looks like
feels like
of what love looks like
feels like
looking back
so thankful
for a leap of faith
never to regret
...
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It spills over