WhispersA Poem by Stephen Norton
I keep my words whispered
Though I'm screaming inside These feelings are punishment To keep my heart in line Embracing you is masochism Writhing and feeling alive Encased by you The body's natural high Legs lock Mouths dance Hands pull Eyes glance You reside inside That girl laying next to me I'll be gone And you'll never hear my whispers I took them with me Though I left something behind I'll swallow words Till I can say them to another © 2015 Stephen NortonReviews
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