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a soft breeze of words upon my skin |
Teach me to whisper that the sounds of the words "I love you" do not intrude upon your heart when we dance. Teach me to whisper that when we embrace words do not take the place, of what we hear in our heartbeat. Teach me to whisper, that anything from our lips are not harsh upon our ears. Better to brush kisses upon them. Teach me to whisper that the words "I love you" are already known before we speak them aloud. |