Whispers
in the Dark
Pretty
curves half hidden in shadow.
Perspiration drying on your
heaving chest
Eyes heavy lidded, and
satisfied
Lips parted, still panting
from exertion
You are so beautiful,
perfect.
Limp limps lying on our
bed.
Relaxed, and ready for
sleep.
Still you reach for me.
Your hoarse voice whispers
love words
My own voice returns them
I look at you, and know I'm
lucky
You look at me, and know
I'm yours.
~ CarrieAnn Murphy
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