This, That, the Other

There is
no waver
to the timbre
of my voice
when I say

you know
me better
than I have
ever known
myself

and so
I wonder why
you waver when
I stake my claim
on the same.

Speak softly
as long as you
need to and
remember

I will always
hear you.

Especially
the things you
think and do
not say.
~4/14/17

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