Sweetness of Yin
I await the brightness of smile
And the brownness of skin
to rescue me once again.
After the date’s been set, one thing left.
Anticipated: her kiss and the comfort
Of her company. I seek the subtle danger
And the sweetest sound: Her whisper
of temporary allegiance.
Still, I persist with the question of why
And only she knows the answer.
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