ssshhh...


ssshhh...
listen.

is that your heartbeat i hear?
a steady, rythmic melody,
so far yet so near...

ssshhh...
listen.

the trickling of perspiration.
the weather's not humid , not even warm!
strange too, your hands are cold and clammy

ssshhh...
listen.

whose stomach is that?
a deep anxious growling,
--hungry? not that...

ssshhh...
listen.

the drumming of fingernails,
against the wooden table.
and hey, you look rather pale!

ssshhh...
listen.

i hear you stammer
the first few words of your heart's confession
erm,wait... i know what you're thinking
but i'd rather it not be spoken,
at least, not now...
let's just lock our arms in embrace,
soak in the tenderness of this moment,
a mutual affection
though glad i am,
I'm sorry; I'm... I'm just afraid of stepping out...
now.
Ü

*Note: sometimes a hug can mean so much...

28/7/2002 4.02a.m.


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