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These Words

I was looking,
In a shop window.

Reading the plaques,
Hanging there.

Some were new.

Most,
I’d heard or read,
Before.

Not paying attention,
I hadn’t noticed,
Someone standing,
Beside me.

Until a voice ask,
“What’s your favorite?”

I mentioned a couple,
I liked.

But ended by saying,
I like that one,
Best.

These lines.

If not now, when?
If not you, who?
If not here, where?

I glanced at her.

She was quiet,
For a moment.

Brow,
Furrowed.

Pressing her lips together,
Tightly.

Tongue peeked out,
Wet them.

Looked directly into,
My eyes.

Spoke these words.

Within the hour.
With you.
In my bed.
Written by J_J_Jay_Jr
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