The distance covered in a call.
The depths covered in a curtain of control.
A query “what do you want to give me?”
An unheard reply, “There’s nothing more to give or take.”
A decision to meet in quiet certainty.
An acceptance unquestioned.
We shall meet in a space between a hello and a bye.
I had almost become a woman ever since I met him.
I had for I knew to veil depths in shallow gestures.
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