I lie in bed and cannot move
Those mornings I see the sun but cannot feel it from my room
When winter allows spring to show up
But just for a moment
Your words come to me
With kindness, empathy
And mostly love
The laughs you share in words
The music you share in letters
You show up in my mornings, early than usual
You warm me up
In distance we share the sun, the winter and the short moment of spring
When I lie in my bed and cannot move
Your words see the world for me
Your letters bring the world to me
I lie there and receive
And write to the world about you
As you are exactly the poem I wanted to write
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