When a tooth falls out,
The tongue fervently touches
Absence, fervently.
Unconvinced, ardent,
The tongue never forgets love,
Expects its return.
Reciting by taste,
The tongue remembers texture,
Rhythm, rhapsody.
When blessed sleep comes,
The tongue surrenders its search,
Dreams the gap is gone.
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