Hurry Up
i blink and the time is near
oh, how i have waited
my intelligence intrudes-
silly boy, what goes here?
when i see her
if i see her-
will i rush,
reserved? ?
hold her hand,
i am steeled for this deed
squeeze, privately shared
words unspoken
poem by Hal Burke
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