she speaks to me in a quiet whisper
soft and sweet
if my mind's too much a chatter
i will not hear her speak
soft kisses upon my ear
that reach deep to the core
her breath is of honey
the dew of my pores
this intuition she tells me
is rightly mine to find
if i question it too much
she'll hurt inside
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