Maybe A Love Poem
secret feelings
I don't tell you I love you a silence would be worse than keeping this heavy secret I see your face, sneak a sideways look at the pictures I keep in a secret drawer Walking, and my thighs stroke each other, whispering your name When you make me laugh, when I hear your voice in my head, that word that wets me, I don't tell you then I feel your hands on my body in my dreams, cupping my breasts, stroking the softness between...