A soft whisper,
lets loose a torrent of emotion.
certain words are tied to my heart,
so I can feel that rush again later,
when I am alone.
A touch,
Lingering on my face,
Just a little too long.
It leaves a outline,
that slowly fades,
and gives my body,
the sweetest glow.
Words and touch,
Aren't that much,
When they come to me.
But If I ask,
And you cannot lie,
Say it not to me.
It's my problem,
so I shouldn't cry,
While you flirt so happily.
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