New Year’s Kiss

Begins with a haiku.

New Year's Eve.  Both sick,
exhausted, in bed by 9.
And then she kissed me!

Usually I kiss her,
   a standing kiss since with my MS and her tiredness, neither moves much in bed.
	That kiss is brief.
		She's concerned that I'll lose my balance and fall.
This kiss was the best thing that happened all year
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