i was game
for all of it
we had nothing
but time
willingness was
never
work
constancy was never
an issue
but there was will
there was hope
just a new
greatness
looming
speech was our
biggest barrier
idle tongues
lazy whims
breeze stirred
emotion on a
different current
each breath
each day
and to
express it
with words is
inadequate
sure
but the
secret pieces in haystack
lines
i couldn't assess
their numbers
like
a savant
she
wouldn't
speak
her eyes would roll
she didn't suffer fools
so i admired her
more
i hadn't lived
up
to whatever fantasy
i had inspired
but she wouldn't
say that
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