Ah!
The web of words
We
weave
To
stand by
For
all things exquisite
That
need to be said
In
eloquent eyes
And
fervent touches
And
tender sighs
In
the barest rubbing
Of
cheek to cheek
In
the slightest grazing
Of a
moistened lip
The
things that hearts give
Breathless
flight
We
cage, in pretext words…
Behind
tangled veils we hide!
MS
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