You remember
his hands

Sneaky fast, strong yet tender
A touch that, afterwards, kept you up at night
made you daydream in the afternoon
for weeks, maybe


The words that were spoken

Invitations, reassurance
lies disguised as

so many messages
across that small distance
sent directly into your ears
from his lips;
with closed eyes
from an open heart

I remember when
in a lover's whisper
you said
No other man would ever
share your bed- Jude

thanks rummage

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