i've talked with you
and balked at you,
come close
and gone away.
i've even seen
my gladness shining
in your eyes.


your hands
upon my breast
have played
a pitty-pat tatoo
and firm your mouth
has kissed my lips
and drawn a thousand sighs.


your love abounds,
surounds, confounds
my senses standing still
and i dare not
speak nor utter words
for no sound
can fulfill.

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