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Unspoken, Spoken
‘You noticed,’ you say,
And in your unassuming way encompass me with words
As I do you with arms and skin.
‘Of course,’ I agree, you’re right;
It was notice at first sight in that room and on that day
When you paused, just stepped in.
‘My god,’ I did not gasp,
Not when brushing fingers at first grasp as phone and heart
Were freely offered, given.
‘Stay with me,’ I did not beg,
When I spoke down to you from that ledge, decision made,
Our close bond to be riven.
‘For you,’ I failed to explain,
My face and voice a wound again, your hurts stacked deep,
Your faith worn perilously thin.
‘Please,’ I later asked,
And our distance was revealed a mask to be discarded,
Rejected and revolting as a sin.
‘Yes,’ I answered and then cried,
And then much later sighed as tessellation settled into sleep
And silence replaced din.
‘Did you mean it?’ you ask now,
And of course I did, and how – and far more, for I have meant all
the things left unspoken.
‘You need not change,’ I should have stated,
But now we both are sated and words come freely, I will say that and more,
Speak of beauty and perfection…
‘Just stay,’ I at long last end,
In my arms a lover and a friend, the bravest, kindest, wisest I have known,
And sole recipient of my affection.
‘Always,’ you summate once more,
My fixed point as before in a world of change – and I, yours it seems,
Unwavering reciprocation.