Today is the day
when it's only me, Bjork and the luggage
the luggage is too much, too flippin' much
Bjork's never too much
the time is too little
all the time in the world is too little
"How much is infinity?", asks Sophie,
"You can't count to infinity, sweetie,
even I can't",
I say
and bust her made-up myth
that I am almighty;
her two big hazelnut eyes meet mine,
she hugs me and says -
"It's ok, Vee, I still love you this much"
and her tiny arms embrace the Universe
to show
how
much
we love
each other.
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