I. ..I
tiptoe from
my personal pronoun
& run madly
to the verb
Love.
there I
drifted through
each delicious syllable
before hiding in
the pronoun of you.
My breath
caught in a full
stop
.
that my heart
changed at once
into an
exclamation mark
!
You said nothing but
?
The rest was
...silence.
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