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"To My Wife" by Donald Kentop I wondered once, who loved the other more? Until I caught you lingering on my face, And there, in yours, I saw and opened door That framed the sky. I held you close to brace myself, to keep from falling. Then a part Of me, some desiccated rind, shrank back While on the brink. But in your spacious heart I saw you as you are; my shameful lack Forgiven; the joy my smallest virtue brings; Space to swing my arms around with room To spare; to play a fool. I heard what sings in me from you. No more do I presume By wondering as I had done before; If I could love like you — I'd love you more. About the Author 
Don Kentop has had many poem appear in Northwest anthologies. A collection of his poetry, On Paper Wings, was published in 2004 by Rose Ally Press. He is active in Seattle's poetry community and is also a stone carver.
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