Love Poem

Whispering
     Softly
     Behind a veil;
A tantalizing dancer
     Who hides inaudible
                         Words.
She talks to me
     Through open eyes
     That speak
          I language I hear calling to me,
          Screaming out a message
          Linked to my optic nerve:
I hear words
     I hope she knows
     She speaks.
 

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