One
Mine me then, O God:
Cry
"Tarrah!!" When the treasure that I Am
Reveals itself - and
l, (you know me)
Turn in wonder and say,
"Why, there you are!"
Two
It wasn't that I was waiting for you,
No. Such futility is long past.
So, your kiss, and real enough
To be called, "KISS", surprised me.
Something, I could tell, has broken in you
And I, though not the cause of your disquiet,
Am forgiven.
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