for maryann…

i gave my brother’s wife an orange
and bound our souls,
hers and mine.

not a whole orange,
less than half –
all she could bear.

summoned there,
loving her so long,

i stood dumb, mute
at her whispered,
“i love you.”

i gave her an orange,
she slept, and
my heart broke.

i gave my
brother’s wife
an orange.

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