Whispered conversations
in the dark
endless silences
saying everything that needs to be said
yet nothing.
Words I want to say
that neither you nor I
are ready for,
but I want
I want
I want
A heartbeat
pounding in my mind.
A sham,
a flimflam.
I want
to hope.
Words,
waiting to be launched,
to set sail
for the promised land
on a puff of exhaled breath;
on a wire.
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