They had talked but never spoken,
seen but never heard,
times when thoughts subconsciously,
surrounded every word.

Listless eyes pan across the space,
seen so many times,
but theres something he just can’t erase,
hidden in those rhymes.

So again he’ll sit and rest,
as the words pass in their way,
wonder when the time is best,
and if that day’s today.

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