There are no
words
that can properly dress my love for you.
So, I stand with
no voice,
my love is naked
before you.
My whispers but
a breath,
my eyes are but
the hands I caress you with.
It will be my
soul that weaves
through your heart and through your body.
As it is your
scent I taste when I think of you my love.
~ Casey ~
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