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The Whisper of a Lover What can I say that two lovers have not whisperedThe Whisper of a Lover by ~singovermyradio
Into each others ears?
I can compare you to the blissful tears
Flowing from my eyes like a summer storm
Every time you cure my worries.
A kiss from your lips is like a drizzle
Of sun soaked droplets
Warming my face.
When you emerge from the shower
I brace myself for the brisk waterfall
Dripping from your head as your lean to kiss my silent body.
When the first Native American
Sang his rain song
We were the first two droplets to fall from the sky.
No, no…
Those will not do.
I love the way your eyes widen,
Watching me saunter to your bed,
Ripping off layers of clothes,
A Letter to You I love when you look at me in the morningA Letter to You by ~singovermyradio
As the sunlight penetrates the curtain slits
And casts serrated streaks across my skin.
In that moment I am not an ice queen,
I am not worrying about work, or hiding behind a façade of astrology.
I am the woman with messy hair and bad breath,
Oversized pajamas, and a compulsion to checking the time.
I am the woman grasping for your arm to drape over my boney shoulder,
Looking for the crevice in your curled body where I can angle mine
And become cocooned with you in threads of silk and cotton.
I am the woman in that moment remembering every past love lost
And praying to some false sen
Clean In the backseat of your dad's carClean by ~singovermyradio
We spoke of black holes, ghosts, and God.
You asked which one I believed in the most.
"Black holes because they're attached to the other side of the drier and steal my socks."
I didn't know you never owned one,
I'm sorry for that,
And for the time I paid for your meal
In front of your friends.
My father always taught me to be generous.
I was fifteen and had never heard of pride.
I discovered it when you kicked dirt in my face
As I tried to wash your feet for church,
And I spat in your hair
(Not that it made a difference).
I prayed twice as hard that day.
It must have worked because
You threw
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