Thursday, 11 December 2014

Whispers of love

A whisper from your lips roars in my subconscious.
Leaving me delirious.

I try to wrap myself but you penetrate deep.
The night darkens in silence
With desires so chaotic.

I inhale you.
The aching desire to have you beneath me, being supreme
I trickle down my legs copiously.
I wish you were there to seal me.

Why are you whispering my love
When my musky lips can make you alive.

The whispers will find resonance in verses
Only when we play our own music.



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