Speak not, my love

Do not speak, my love
You mustn’t waste your voice upon
Accustomed ears

For in these precious seconds left
Your words no longer have use

Though we’ve no want for periods
Each sentence will surely end
We both can’t stop these moving hands

Years of longing are fulfilled
As these actions bind us tightly
And all that’s needed now are
Subtle gestures

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