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If I allow my tongue to
touch the top of my teeth
to the bottom to utter a
"I Love you"
tonight, does it mean I
can't say it again?

I bite my nails
as I recoil, remembering
the bad habit, barely making
progress in this patience
plaguing, somber, far from serene
nightfall dream.

12:31am,
two minutes since we last
said our good-byes,
good-nights, good-wishes of
sleepfully peaceful mind shows.

Feels like an eternity since
we last spoke, while Eternity
waits by the door,
readying to again make my heart
long so long for you.

   ~she has always been
   so successful in her
   endeavors~