I long to hear the whisper of silk against skin
To see that scarlet flush begin
For desire to darken your eyes
As we both whisper our lies
Two bodies moving in the dark
Shadows dancing on the wall
I won’t let myself fall
While neither of us can win
I long to hear the whisper of silk against skin
So that is my poem.
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