Whispers

Whispers spoken after 3 a.m.

Secrets shared in the gleam of the moon.

The tender kiss of your lips on my shoulder.

The feather-light touch of your fingertips on my thigh.

I wish we could stay like this Forever.

But I’ll take this celebration of two bodies binding, till the dawn.

-Kim V. Poetry

Published by Kim V Poetry

I've always had a passion for writing. In this crazy world that we live in, I find my solace in made up words and make believe stories. Let's escape into the void and forget about it all just for a moment or two.

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