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I know you from your words

Not your hands

Recognize you and the matters of your heart

From the punctuation marks 

And not the cadence in your voice 

So when my mind decides 

To conjure up a memory of you

It's your name that I see flash 

In the window of my mind

And not your face

"this conversation is encrypted on both ends"

It's wrapped in a special place in my heart

Cushioned by hopes and dreams and

Almost(s) that threaten to prick it sometimes

A beginning and an end entwined together

Intangible, for no one else to see

Fragile in its nature 

That could never survive outside

Of the refuge of my mind.