My Beats

I take your hand and feel
its velvet skin and soft kiss
against my outer cover.
I place you hand
over my heart.
It is beating but when you closed
your hand on it,
its beat became fast.
It is running now,
and slightly falling.

Can you feel my beats, Dear?
It is consistent,
but it is not, and never will be,
for you.

let me hold your words before you leave;

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