Let me be the kept promises of your tongue
The yes, which by tomorrow is fulfilled,
The no, completed because it was your word;
Let me be your honesty.
Let me be the tears when laughter can’t tell your joy,
The baited breath of your every longing,
The smile that shows on a stormy day,
The dance whose song remains unheard;
The reason you love flowers;
Let me be the cause of your heart's song.
Let me be the sweat on your brow at midday
The sweetest taste your tongue knows:
Let me be your friend, your lover.
Let me be... for you are my everything.
Copyright © 2010 Leslie Alexis
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