Friday, November 5, 2010

Tenderly

Softly
you said,
I see you behind
your computer,
my heart
longs for love.

Quietly
I replied,
I also want love
to blossom here,
my heart
sighs for you.

Gently
my hand,
goes out to touch
you wavy hair,
not there,
nothing there.

Tenderly
you sang,
I paint bodies
my body does,
my heart
longs of love,
              sighs to you,
                           nothing there...

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