i saw you
well beyond
sweet whispers
washing dishes
for every drops
of water i linger
but muted now
as dust settles
on marbled counter
waiting for you
a bowl of rice
every bite you make
reminds you of sweet
words you read for eons
now fading to sleepy eyes
rounding face to delicacy
put those hands on flats
see how did it change
to countless clicking
of wall clock; timeless
you're picture of mine
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