Her

touch sets fire

like a match. I'm struck

I can't even breathe

when she's near

I willn't expose the truth —

Disguise my heaving chest

with relaxation — Yet,

my trembling lips betray, us

In time, in space,

no need for air

Nigh, I'm breathing in her

Every day spent in secret

in her arms,

in her eyes,

suspended by her pulsing heart.

@Luthien

ORIGINAL:

Her

Her touches set fire that must be cloaked

I cannot breathe for love of her

Do not, expose the awful truth

Disguise the pounding in my chest

Even my trembling lips betray “us”

Not now, but perhaps in time

Lest hope be forlorn

Oft I’ve begged Fate

Vice tis not, nor ever was

Everything in her arms, eyes and heart