Soft Whispers
there are no stars in these beclouded skies
to linger on the edge of darkened nights
no reflections to shine within your eyes
nor moonbeams to gather within my sights
as january's wind encircles me
i lose myself in the depths of my dreams
where breathless sighs fall within whispered pleas
and your fingers brush against my soul's seams
i feel your lips tenderly touching mine
in blushed little strokes of passionate sighs
that send soft quivers up and down my spine
as you pull me closer hands against thighs
soft whispers of your breath fall upon me
as darkened night erupts in ecstasy
Written January 7, 2020
Contest judged 02/07/2020
Na-rerun contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2020
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