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Dec 2012
She can’t kiss me,

Can’t hold my hand,

She can’t express to me

All those extra syllables

She spills after all her sentences,

The stutter in her eyes

Whenever she looks at me,

I know she want’s to

Never let me go,

She yells after me

Silently as I leave,

Fearing I’ll never return,

Little does she know;

I will always come back,

I will never ever let go;

My pull is stronger than

She can ever imagine,

My eyes will never look away

From her smile,

My ears will never go deaf

To her laughter,

I want to breath her into me,

And meld my hands to hers,

But she’s been hurt before,

And patiently I wait…

©okpoet
Nestor David Armas
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Nestor David Armas  37/M/OC
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