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Is it time yet?
As I study you,
I think not.
You have decided
not to show yourself,
and I can see
no further into you.
Let us wait together,
and here and there
take turns teasing,
poking, putting on —
and perhaps by accident
reveal a surprise
to us both.

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This is part of a modest string of poems. They are collected on this page: https://5h2o.wordpress.com/my-window-at-night/.