meeting you
I have debated unicorns while combing our daughter’s hair braiding my tight curls loosened by your mother's waves
and slain the Jabberwock with our son the one who has a little to much of me on the inside the dreamer.
I have sprinkle water on your face to wake you for prayer because fajr is early but witr is earlier
And sung surahs like bedtime stories just so I can memorize something other than Dr.Seuss's silly rhymes
I have loved you without ever meeting you
Held your hands in countless daydreams and long walks that we took through town
before the kids
sometimes will still do letting them run across the park and over to the swings
I cant help but think of the time spent head to the floor asking for you
I obeyed your wishes as though they were commands for the few moments when we are telepathic
our conversations are just in the meeting of our eyes.
I have loved you without ever meeting you
Made countless dua for an unknown coolness
I have ....