Whispered Desire

A Poem by Amy

My shallow voice is like a nervous laugh.

Motionless I sit like anxious prey,

Until light is gone and silhouettes dance in darkness.

Our frenzied breath manifests,

And screams are absorbed by heat,

Revealing only whispered desire.

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Added on February 7, 2008

Done.

Broken

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