The Language of Love
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Whispers speak
the language of love,
soft, soothing sounds,
that tickle the ear
and flatter the heart.
Profoundly personal words
meant only for one,
carried on the wings of hope.
Intimate musings
spontaneously shared...
a laugh, a smile,
or a lover's stare.
Your lips get
tantalizingly close,
as they brush her ear
with warm breaths of air.
While whispering sweet nothings
that border on erotic,
you solicit a blush
and her heart skips a beat.
(Free Verse)
06/12/2020
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Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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