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Whispers

Whispers

I count the pearly strands of tears

One by one, until I lose sight of myself

Wondering in the chasm between dream and reality

I see you beautiful and strong

You wrap yourself around me

To protect me from the world

You envelop me softly, warmly

In the folds of your fragility

My fingers barely dare to touch your skin

As I whisper those familiar words in your ear

You listen to the sound of my breath

As it tickles you with its gentle heat

And you feel moved no matter what I say

Because you know from the warmth

Of that touch, of that sound, how I feel

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Traces of You

Traces of you

I trace the contours of your being upon the folds of life

I wrap you up into myself to stop the flight of time

I count the years and save each day we leave behind

You are the treasure I will cherish until the day I die

I see the gleam of happiness in your tired eyes

I close the blinds so only you can be my source of light

And in the dark when I’m alone I climb upon your rays

You are the sunlight I will seek until the end of my days

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Cocoon

Cocoon

Underneath the soft folds

Protected from light

Protected from sight

I awake to new life

Through closed eyes I perceive

The darkness of warmth

The contours of dream

The scent that I know

The velvet I touch

The rhythm I feel

The comfort you give

The strength that I take

From that nourishing flow

Evanescent fantasies

Condense as emotions

In a torrent of passion

With moist lips I explore

The flower that grows

From the seed of our love

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A Siren’s Song

A siren’s song

I have risen, gentle lover

From the quiet depths of sea

To encircle you forever

Into me

My hair is the ocean’s currents

My touch is the softest breeze

I excite the sweetest torments

That exist

My eyes sparkle in the moonlight

Glitter like the richest gems

Making everything seem bright

That you see

In my arms, forget the future

Let the past be but a dream

Let the second flow forever

Like a stream

And when you remember others

Let the music of my song

Soothe away your deepest troubles

Nothing’s wrong

Let my body be your treasure

Let your sorrow be our prayer

Forget every rule and measure

Have no care

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Diamonds and Pearls

Diamonds and pearls

You ask me why my tears flow

Full, round, one falling upon the other

Strung together like translucent pearls

Drops of emotion filled with generosity

Yet errant, overwhelming, capricious

Cupped by moist eyes and begging

To be consoled by trembling hands

Or kissed by soft, compassionate lips

In a quivering voice I give you my answer

Life’s like a search of precious stones

Among the dull, nondescriptive pebbles

Strewn along our paths we find

Rare moments of pleasure and joy

Gleaming with the unmistakable intensity

Of diamonds that even retrospectively

Have density and endure the test of time

These are the only memories that count

What we experience here and now

These are the only moments we exist

The rest, my love, we merely live

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