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can I have a word with you?

a word is a word
and it points to something
that isn't a word

a word is
a word

(the only word to be a word)

for love
is not a word

it's the little kisses

that like a gentle breeze
caress your eyes

a smile that once

and said everything

by moving oh so little

the same smile
that fills your breath

with such stillness

and you move

you touch

what used to be
a falling leaf

(the last falling leaf)

the end of a whisper

of time -

love is now

a word
was when you read it

and like a little stream

it runs down your cheek

the same cheek
I once kissed


but watch my words



the fleeting sensation

of a thought flying out of the window

leaving behind
a tingling body

and freeing, perhaps

a little space

so I




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