Your skin feels familiar
But I do not know your mind
Although I've heard your voice
100,000 times
The hands not of a stranger
Arms of someone that I know
I've placed my fingers on your body
Countless times before
'I love you's' are innumerable
Too many times now numb
I wonder if you meant it
Just as quickly as they come
Seeds of doubt are planted
& in silence they will grow
The language that were fluent in
Lust will be our counted foe
We must learn the conversation
That couples always do
Or we'll be a whisp upon the wind
Two lovers never true
©rohu
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