where I wait

I know your name…
It has risen every morning
in my thoughts…
but I do not say it aloud,
too terrified
that the poetry you are
with its fragile cat's paw,
will fall apart somewhere,
not where I wait
I know your name…
I whisper it daily
enough to not destabilize
the chemistry of us…
but also, me to not be
somehow incriminated,
for my mind bears you
deeper than the eye can see

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