Poof

Object is no love but wind.
You get windy like doors
Banging shut for nothing
Their stoppers stopping
Short of love expressions.

Words fall somewhat short
All for sounds to take over
In crucial moments of love
Like death that is a sound.
Death is an act of love said
Without sound,just a poof.

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