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    • Stacey Robinson

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    • December 7, 2013 in Columnists

    Wait

    Wait
    Wait
    Please God. Just…
    Wait.

    I am not through,
    or even close to being finished.

    There are still stories to be told,
    and paths to wander,
    and fights yet to have,
    Arguments–
    loud and angry
    and barely, almost lucid
    for the passion of it all–
    not the cold and quiet kind.

    There’s enough time–
    more than enough time–
    later,
    For cold and quiet.

    For now,
    I want to shout in the heat of the day,
    under the light of the sun
    or the soft silver shimmer of moon,
    And laugh,
    And croon
    And whisper too loudly.

    I need more,
    Don’t you see?
    A year–
    A day–
    A minute–
    Please:
    Just wait
    For one more second.
    I have not quite finished
    saying I love you.
    I am not quite done
    saying good bye.



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