wait
piano keys are softly falling
on my fingers
breath
tiny breath that tickles eyelash hairs
sparkles between words
stop
I thought I heard you singing
was it just the evening
hold
wrap my hair around your arm
cut a piece for you
drop
drips the pearls of rain
along her nose
you
you are silver lilac in the summer
bathing me in your perfume
here
here is where I love you
in my little ways
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