Wednesday, February 12, 2020

Will

Will the stars whisper my name to you
Will you remember the warmth of my voice as they twinkle
Will you search for the moon as it waits to see my silhouette dancing in it’s glow
Will you lose yourself in the sweet smell of jasmine as it kisses my fair skin
Will the wind carry my sighs softly to your ears and hold you still
Will you groan in the sting of wanting to taste my soft lips
Fold me into your heart and wrap me in your love


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