Lab results and diagnosis
didn’t change you
or my feelings for you.
Tears shed were for me,
selfishly crying
about nonexistent futures
and anticipating frustration
from pains I couldn’t ease.
But that is not here,
that is not now.
So, take my hand
and dance with me in the garden.
© 2026 Bruno Talerico
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Desert Dweller 
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