Pried (NaPoWriMo Day 20)

And in the morning when
the sun pries my
eyelids open

for a peek inside
my memories drenched
in dream-riddled haze

you are this:

your girth – my
steady, solid ground;

your arms around me –
painted street signs that
point the way;

your cheek pressed
to my cheek –
the map that
guides me
home

Copyright © 2015 Amaryllis Torres

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