Full

Kisses 
fall to my 
forehead 
to the
crevice of my neck.

"What are you doing?"

I ask,
laughing,
holding his face
between my hands.

"I don't want you to run out."

He kisses my forehead, again.

"Then I need 10 more."

He takes my face in his hands.

"There,"

he responds,
looking satisfied.

"I gave you 12."

Polarities

I often
find that with
gratitude 
I experience the
overwhelming belief 
that I am 

undeserving 

and the two 
can seem
contradictory

opposite ends  

both feel
reasonable
and 
irrational
at once