whispers
trees rustling in the the wind
secret words untold
harmony of hearts
spoken by not a voice
but a transfer of electricity
from my body to yours
the spark, the surge,
the gentle caress of thoughts
still unspoken but received
through your eyes
don't shield your eyes from me
don't cloud them with wild anger or hurt
don't just wait until I speak
confront me with your touch
i could love you so much
Written by H. Terpening (that's me)


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waiting to read more from you..
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Hope you have a
10!!! YAY WOOT!
the gentle caress of thoughts" Fave part right there.
Thank you everyone for your comments! Teresa, that is so lovely of you to feature me! Thank you so much!