my name graces your lips
tender
quiet
breathless
ghosts of shaking fingertips
across your chest
endless midnights
silken curtains;
a story of our love
heated words
tearsoaked pillows
shouted arguments,
bittersweet with angst
slamming doors
jingling keys
mistaken ideals;
a story of our love
coffee mugs
faded books
entrancing eyes
cream lace
blind trust
heavy blankets;
a story of our love
desperate lips
alive,
afire
ravenous motions
restless hours;
a story of our love
sweet disposition
patience
grace
many miles;
a story of our love
