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Disconcertingly I listen
Disconcertingly I listen to
Your long awaited messages, my love
I know you could say more
My dearest, blessed love
Or you could say less
Seeing me from your room
With a back garden door open
Or you could say nothing
Nothing more than you’ve already said
And I will reply
With the words you most expect to hear
Only two of us know
Something special about us
That stays within us forever
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Gregory Colodub
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