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wshinguhere

tempt me now
to softer rhyme –
was come of word to still your tongue
eager fingers speak of pleasures –
trace the verses
we’ve become

evermore
as I shall keep you
begged to wander my delight –
kisses (more than I remember)
are secrets worn away
by night

fragile words
with strength to save me
loving rhythms – ancient creed
songs of you so sweetly whispered
fill my soul
with silent need

. . .