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I dare not speak his name aloud, that might

scare him away, or does that just sound dumb?

I did assure him that I do not bite.

Those words themselves evoke a fear in some.

I do not look too long, he`ll say I stare ...

another reason to pick up and leave.

I merely want him at my side, right here.

I need to play it safe or I will grieve.

I dare not touch him, sigh too much or smile ...

nor think, nor shake. Less, feel, want or glow.

To get this far with him took so damn long!

I am allowed to breathe. He`s sweet, you know?

Love in a closet. What if there`s a knock?

It`s just me sniffing for his missing sock!


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