Murmurs In the Darkness of Sweet Nothings
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As he lay there sleeping in cool satin sheets embracing
I watch weeping, take note and listen , could have been Shakespeare
As he rolled to face me, moaned and muttered endearing words
every woman in love would have loved and cherished to hear
Holding my lips tightly, glean ,withholding for safekeeping
Murmurs in the darkness sweet nothings he thought was her ears
A child’s smile disappeared to sounds of mild snores and breathing
fire brewed a flush of red kept a calm look and dried my tears
1/18/2017
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2017
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