Silent breaths
exhaled by your mouth
Gentle sighs satin smooth
Temples ache with fret,
Wet lines run south
Hear how they seethe
against argent insides
Eroding ribbed ivory cages;
Hear how they relish
dulcet thumps mellowed to a halt
Hear how they cherish
the ebbing, dying din
Within alabastrine skin
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When The Heart Whispers
PoetryThe poems reflect evergreen and intense emotions while others are as light and weightless as feathers. It's like the heart whispers softly, waiting to be heard. ~Vote and Comment~ © tanxsha [Previously warped_realities]
