each whisper
a whisper
spoken against the silence
the whisper
purple and blue
like a scream in the night
yet silent
no passion
no desire
no dream
only flesh to flesh
hard to soft
pliable to tears
each tear
a whisper
a whisper
the twine which lays
within the fingers,
upon the nect.
the twine, the whispers
will silence
snow white against rough farm against soft whispers
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