your whispers
stir a
still waters
surface.

they sway
the stalks
in fields
of barley.

they're
sure to
change
a face
of grimace.

your whispers
feed my
my largest
sweet tooth
darlin'.

your whispers
are
more quiet
than a
serpent's hiss.

your whispers
spear me
like the
bill of
a marlin.

but enough
of your
whispers
because... ..

i long
for your
kiss.



written by me... ..