BENEDICK
remembering an ascent on a path
unknown and feeling the strength
of your hand in mine
remembering a summit and a scene
below and feeling the thrill
of nearly touching the stars
remembering a harsh and chilly
wind and feeling secure
in encircling arms
remembering a voice that was
hushed and low and feeling the pleasure
in returning the same
remembering a glance that
asked and told and feeling bewildered
at my sure response
remembering a farewell that
confused and delighted and feeling assured
of unspoken love
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