By Stanley Collymore
I love the comforting ease of conversation
that reassuringly exists between the two
of us: a communication not uttered
by lips because of the situation
which we find ourselves in
but beautifully conveyed, none the less,
through earnest yet encouraging eyes
that willingly impart the secret
contents of two exploratory
and romantic hearts.
© Stanley V. Collymore
8 July 2001.
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