aware of your affection
as much, at your discretion
your touch, against my lips
as such, you write the script
of our love once existent
your heart; its beat persistent
to part, from your insistence
i depart and there is distance
between two lovers former
now broken, in a corner
unspoken, his i love yous
a token to her i dos
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