My memory is bound
to this body
My body is bound
to this world
My life is bound
to the finite
Bound to this life
we are conscious
of our fragile gift
I woke up and felt
for your body
I listened close
and could hear you
in the kitchen
Bound to you
I am fortunate
for the gift
and everything
it has brought
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