books like looks, quick
glanced away with rhyme,
color history’s story
with a dry eye’s time;

obsolete in its instant;
like innocent passersby,
sweet smiles do the same:
so long, then, a goodbye—

go but slow instead—
o ache for a while—!
act on what you’ve read,
innocently smile,

bit by bit, and line by line:
love by letter and sound and sign—
however—forever is better
than wide words we confine.

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