I love every single word he said
in the moments of utmost passion
they are the secrets of lovers
a language that can never be repeated
murmurings that don’t cease to enrapture me
just the remembering singes my skin
his desirous whispers linger in my ear
even with every touch I evoke
it is his soft voice that continues to incite me
or the clandestineness of it
the passionate jokes only we understand
they are the secrets of lovers
a language that can never be repeated
except in the echoes that haunt me so mercifully

01/10/2003

Posted on 01/10/2003
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