Fractured

From a marvelous distance

I heard  your quiet song

soft, incessant, growing urgent.

 

Silent, fevered attractions

inevitable, passions breeding whispered desires

dark, intimate sharings, fantasy made reality.

 

Silence shattered, quivering release

a broken voice restored

secrets born in blood, shared in pain,

are forever washed away.

The End

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