poem to you written in whispers 


do you realize

the earth tilts on its axis

way beyond 23.5 degrees

when my lips touch your lips

do you know

your blue-grey eyes

slink like cats into mine

make me less jaded

and when I growl

grasping my doubt like a shield


your voice steals calm after rain

and says hush

hush baby

and in spite of myself

i do

havenít you figured out

your hands across my back

span centuries and I swear

the sunís first ray on earth

felt just like this