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I heard humming upstairs,
like a moth against a screen.
I thought it was you;
I ran up towards the sound, a
pillow of warm expectations
clutched inside my pounding heart.
It was not you.
A fallen Christmas bulb
circled around wooden floors
singing in bright colors with
dancing, bouncing bells
I heard glasses of peppermint
martinis clink together,cheer in the
next room at a holiday…
ContinueAdded by Christine Sutton on December 23, 2011 at 9:30pm — 1 Comment
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