We romance like our ancestors at war.
Connections made briefly,
Courting infrequently,
Messages sent from a distance,
We put the bellow to flames.
Apart, we fight our battles.
Clench those teeth
And bear through it.
Reminders bare clenched teeth
With raised cheeks;
Grin, and bear the bare.
Gestation of love lasts
Months, years, lifetimes.
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