She tells me
with
her lips, her eyes, she
tells me…without
telling me
I beg to listen, to
watch
her words
become the sense
I feel
on my skin
on my skin
she
tells me…and
I beg
to
listen knowing
that without
telling me
I will
know
She tells me
with
her lips, her eyes, she
tells me…without
telling me
I beg to listen, to
watch
her words
become the sense
I feel
on my skin
on my skin
she
tells me…and
I beg
to
listen knowing
that without
telling me
I will
know