I wish
You'd stay a bit
And linger,
Instead of
Walking away
While I bite my finger,
Afraid to ask
For you to say
One more word,
Hoping you'll
Look at me
One more minute,
Wishing you would
Graze my hand
Accidentally;
Incidentally;
Casually
Sparking
Another fire
In my heart
Already
Phoenixed
Twice over
In a minute,
While on the surface
I sit back
Nonchalantly
Keeping my hands
Steady,
Holding back
From wanting to
Find any excuse
To grab your hand
And ask
Do you really have to go?
To laugh with you
And share
Another moment,
How dreadful
The time in between
Your visits,
But you'll never know...
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