They were
the kind of words
that begged to be read
breathlessly
and
desperately
Whispered into willing ears
and mingling with
beads of sweat
They were words for
candle lit evenings
and foggy Sunday mornings,
hotel room trysts
and long goodbyes.
the kind of words
that begged to be read
breathlessly
and
desperately
Whispered into willing ears
and mingling with
beads of sweat
They were words for
candle lit evenings
and foggy Sunday mornings,
hotel room trysts
and long goodbyes.
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