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i am typing a poem
while listening to poem
waiting for your kiss
and all I can do
is all I can do
and loving you is
more melodic than the poem i'm listening to
more poetic than the poem i am typing on the computer screen
and your pickle-flavored kiss is more precious to me
than the rest of spring break spread out before
and all the time i will have therein to listen to poems
and to write poems
but less precious than all those kisses
we have waiting for us ahead
and the smile i bring to your lips
with my multitasking virtuosity
is warmer than the the heat of the shower
that i just took
the soap and the water washing away the past
leaving our future open and i am ready for it
but only when i can share it
with you

©2015-Art Belliveau