In velvet vacuum of words,
Your tender touch repeats.
Played soft on petalled ears,
Your gently lapping speech
Resounds in white on ochre,
echoes slow heartbeat;
In hushed fingers
To my lips.
~
Tarry, gentle lover's tongue:
The pad of soft-skinned feet,
Replies as faint rebellion purrs;
Sound's absent waves,
So sweet.
~





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