Aged Love

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Aged Love

I do not need to call your name but I do
My being still
My still breathes
Still speak for me
These old bones settle into love
Like the boards nailed in love on our Mersea  last century
Sealing in the lifetimes of aging
Before we were
All day long they sigh, their age an exhale
A comfortable settling, seething with love
As we speak a language, signing with our sighs
Contented passion
Fueled by years of waiting
For
The just us and a quiet room
Filled
To the waterline of Hugo
With a rising tide
Of our new old love
The camelia
Knows but doesn’t say a word

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