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One or Twice
If you could kiss me once, would you do it twice? –
just to say what the hell, she wants it anyways
If you looked at me once, then moved your head twice –
does it mean you like the way I looked both times?
If you said hi once then saw me later in the day to say it twice –
am I growing on your mind?
Did you look at your clock once, then check it again twice –
to coax time to move along?
Will you be at my door once, or twice –
to remind me that rain is falling and you like when your hair gets wet
and matted to your forehead?
Did I fall in love once, and didn’t need to twice –
because you touched the sky with your extended index finger and
was able to trace things beyond your outstretched hand?
Tell me again once no, tell me twice –
that you can hear me coming from a distance
with my high heels on a sidewalk of sneakers and flats
And after all these years when we are both old and married
(I married only once,
and you married twice)
After all this time, and the time to come, I will only see your face once, not twice, in line for coffee and tea.
“Remember that time once?” (this is before you broke my heart)
“I have not thought of you since”
“Not even once?” You inquire.
I walk away so he can’t ask twice –
and once I am out the door
I begin to cry.