whispers that waken
..whispers that waken to love discreet
the need for silence a wretch to my soul
would that openness prevail
and we be openly sweet..but in the sh
adows is where we meet
kiss is but a balm for the silence here...
kept out of love or is it fear...i only know i want you near
the
the dawn is a silent enemy...a pain to my soul of whuch i long to be freed.
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