repetition remains constant
despite it's continuous efforts to be reminded of
over and over, birds chirp in the morning sun
over and over, a vinyl spins on the player
over and over, the world revolves on
while you sat on the other side of the phone
your chest rising with a breath
we exchanged a verbal i love you

and i still can't tell who enjoyed it more
when you whispered longingly
"say it again"

and i repeated it
and i will
over and over