In your silence
I can hear every breath
in and out in and out
your sighs
wistful longings from
your eyes at the window.
I know of your impatience
I feel the lightening in the
muscles of your thighs
buttocks tightening of
your diaphragm your
shortness of breath
in such simple thought
as your longings
give way to irritability
as you are faithful and
entertain no thoughts of
others.
I have been here all along as when I go away
I pull up a chair and watch your love
from the safty of your heart.
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