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She's pretty good at poker face,
So I may not see anything when
I go back to work next week,
And we'll be as we long have been:
Two people who are proximate,
But act as if they're worlds apart.
I'd rather she returned to wanting
Eagerly to speak with me.
Barring that, a fleeting smile,
Or a quiet “welcome back”
Would please me, but I'm fairly
Sure I'll get the poker face.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-05-19 at 16:47

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