The Secret
Dabbing cologne on my body
I smell him enter the room.
The night lights shut off
and his thought becomes
the shadows that move.
His hand guides mine
and I feel his warm touch
returning to me once more
in the darkness to love me.
I call to him softly
and he answers I am here,
his breath felt as I exhale.
This is the secret I share,
my love dwells in silence.
Copyright © Sharon Riggio | Year Posted 2017
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