The in between
Becomes
Us
Me and
Him
At five minutes to three
When he first awakens
Is awakened
Smile on his face
Like the moon in the mid-morning sky
Waiting to be picked up
So he can lie down
Head almost melting into my shoulder as
The moon almost melts into the perfect blue sky
The in-between
Blurred
Indistinct
Very much
Becoming
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