How Much?

Your small, dark head fits into the hollow of my shoulder as perfectly as the day you were born. violets
Your thin arm lies across my chest
a delicate flower stem.
I am in love with so many things in this world
even the parts that are invisible.
But you, ah…

On our way home from the airport you said …
“Mommy, I’d love you even if you were a table.”
Your father laughed
but I knew exactly what you meant.

Tonight before you fell asleep,
my tiny purple violet, you said …
“I’d love you even if you were a crumb.”             And I felt my heart break open like a robin’s egg.

“I love you more than you love me…”
and I stretch my arms out
until my hands hold
the edges of infinity.

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