SATIN TONE
Warmth of a whisper
Crisper
than all that was said
along and also
unsaid.

‘Come over’
she murmured
ever so softly
that I am
completely
overcome.

Precious!
I not have gone
anywhere
Alone
Since
you know when?
.........................then.

~Glow Worm~
05 October 2004

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