Some Nights

Some nights

She would whisper to me

In sighs and Innuendos

mumbling in hushed sentences and darting eyes

Fear and excitement and interest

Lost within the disclosure and mutterings and undertones

She would hold me, arms outstretched

Divulgence seeping through her every manner

Breathing phrases at me, murmuring words like;

“Say nothing my love, say nothing”

And I would think only to myself

“But I heard nothing dear girl, I heard nothing”



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