A Teacup Full of Stories

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What is this, small picture,

Little tableau played out, am I really

Standing here, seeing the realizations

Of my fantasies into reality?

Am I really held in your arms, laughing

At something unexplainable, am I

Really there? Does your smile

Really shine just for me, at me,

Because of

Me?

Is this not a dream?

Will I not blink awake and sigh

At the improbability of such a thing, that I

Am just as loved as I love?

But no;

Your hand is real, this place

Is real, and your smile

Brightens the realities of my day.