told her she had soul…
said i loved her…she kissed harder…held tighter…
tell me…please say it…,a blushing face shined…her head shook no…
pulled me closer…deep kisses reaching down to the guts… real …nothing fake…’tween two lovers… not coming-up for air…,goddammit say it…,the broad would not buckle…
love marked body… heart full of poems… insatiable insanity never cured…always wanting…her…
don’t say i love you…your actions yell out…why have i been deaf…enjoy silence…shhh…
her hands spoke… legs…belly…those emerald eyes…mouth upon mine…oh…she has said I love you…yes…she has…
words are wasted…it is the kiss…touch… laughs…wrapped ’round each other as The Antiques Road Show spoke of found treasures in attics…basements…garage sales…under sheets…
we found our’s…
stay silent my sweetest…
i hear you…i hear you…
