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Sally A Bayan Oct 2016
Later...

Arriving by dark...at the house...
I am nearer the closed front door,

but, i wait....'til my nose.....almost levels your arm
we both stop..........you  look me in the eye

suddenly..... you plant a kiss on my forehead
you're a bit taller, still...we look at each other,

eyes glow...they do best, to communicate...faster

..................."later," ..............

i got the message.....without the voice

warm breaths    intensify...fingers   touch   lightly
exploring possibilities.........expecting,
the  affirmation....of a promise....for more:

.................................. "now!" .......................

you open the door....for me..........................


Sally

Copyright October 14, 2016
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
...an old poem...

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