Jenny Kristine
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I think that's how I spelled your name.
Doesn't matter - they changed it, I was told.
I was seventeen and silly and weak.
You can't bring any baby home, they told me.
So I had my three hospital days with you.
Three days.
To memorize your precious body.
To try to glimpse your soul.
To feel your skin and hope to remember for my lifetime.
I love you.
Three days.
Tears every day since.
Wet tears cannot wash away the feel of your silk skin.
I love you.
I love you.
May 18, 1972 and for the next few days and forever.
I love you.
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