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Leaf / Leaves

#Poem – waiting

Has it been hours or days?
I really can’t remember.
The soft touch of your cheekLeaf / Leaves
Against mine seems still-present
And long ago —

So I wait in longing,
Expectant anticipation.
Cannot believe this is
What I live for
And, then again, believe it with
All my heart.

Fatigue will not win out.
Though my eyelids wish to droop
With the expectation of sleep;
My whole being reaches out
And waits up for the
Warmth of your hand
In mine.

~ by Stan Stewart

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