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Let us fall in love slowly
turning our lives gently
as pages in a cherished book.
Let us not betray
the slightest punctuation
or rhythm of thought.
Let us take time to love,
to leisurely bathe in Nereid depths
of clear-eyed emotion . . .
tracing the symmetry of our passion
across well-thumbed pages
read again and again
to the cadence of our hearts.
I am a willing Scheherazade
to your inquisitive King
and there is time I say —
in the artistry of experience,
the beauty of chaptered continuance,
the unwritten epilogue —
to fall in love slowly,
to slowly fall in love.
Jaka
