You who verses in ciphers
In the petite pieces you sketch
And the solitary breaths you seize
Painted with arid sighs amidst.
A while ago when you curved them
As we said, "See you soon...",
And began walking our ways;
I caught that mist in your eyes.
Oh Yes! I did.
The fervent beam and that tiny dent,
Yes, I could see.
And then perhaps you whispered,
More like a placid zephyr.
I discern not but I believe I heard so,
Or did I, for I craved to, now too.
I yearn if only I could pose it to you,
Tell me, I pray...
"Did u just utter? You love me?"
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