Love Language: A Poem

There’s a cadence to his speech¬†

A conversation between lovers.

As if his words were us,

And his lips the sheets and covers.

 

Listening to him breathe,

I envy the air he sips.

But so much more than that,

I covet the thoughts upon his lips. 

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