Dry your eye's my dear ......

We may never know why
do you hear me
we may never know
Yet the questions seep from our
yearning flesh
They burn hot as coal as we push
outward from within

Please don't tell me its wrong
do not speak at all
except in tantilizing whispers
of soft breathing on my
neck
NO....cry
cry all you want to
right here
right now

And when the tears seem drained and your
eye's are empty then you
may slip from my arms
and pretend you have some
place
important
to be

Or better yet
leave me now because you
know I gain my pleasure from
your healing
I always have
"you're a great listener"
I can hear you now

But what about me
what about me


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Joy56 4 years ago

what about you, indeed.


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always exploring 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

Beautiful!!


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ImKarn23 4 years ago

I'm Listening, Ahorseback..

I'm Listening...

(loved this)


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Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Voted up and awesome. So emotionally stirring. Passing this on.


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ahorseback 4 years ago Author

Thank you Joy !......:-}


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ahorseback 4 years ago Author

Always , as are you !.....:-}


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ahorseback 4 years ago Author

IMKarn , thank you dear lady !


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ahorseback 4 years ago Author

Hi Gypsy Rose !.......:-}

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