Speechless Love
she was the whisper of my soul as she
would lie down next to me occasionally
we would be intimate or just hold one
another for she was my lover
At night I would read my poetry to her and
she would listen with her eyes closed and
it seemed she could almost feel the words
when the moonlight showed through the
windows it always beamed down upon us
what words I can't even describe her beauty
at times while she slept I would watch her
sleep and then when she would wake up
she would whisper my name
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