Unfinished conversation

You stutter a bit in this conversation
In twilight,

You do not wait for her to complete the words

I
Love
You

It is you who cannot wait because of the anticipating quiver
The coldness of the night

You close her lips with your lips
she is able to utter only

hhhhmmm....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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