Bracelet

This morning on the train,
I was looking at the little
blue spheres on the bracelet
that you made me.

And I pushed the bracelet up
(just a little bit) and looked underneath.

And I noticed that the little
blue spheres had left little
indentation marks on the soft
underside of my wrist.

And then I imagined that those
little marks made by the
little blue spheres
were actually marks left
by your fingers on my arm.

I'm glad the little blue spheres
are there to hold them in place.

Todd Amodeo

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