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Shhhh
listen.
I can feel you
leaving
and you're
still here.
I've known this
for a while
now.
How can I tell you

I love you ...

when all I long
to do

is kiss you

I beg you
press me not for an answer

merely press your soft lips to mine
and kiss me

ask me again
if and only if

you cannot find your answer there upon my lips

— The End —