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Tell Me Not To Fall

Tell me,

whisper to me.

Take my ear,

cup it with your warm hands.

Whisper to me

with your soft rose colored lips.

 

Whisper to me,

silently,

faintly,

honestly.

 

Tell me,

as you hold my hand

our fingers among each other,

our hands encompassing each other.

 

Tell me,

this evening.

Tell me,

in the morning.

 

Whisper to me,

in my ear

with your romance.

 

Whisper to me,

 

 

 

 

Tell me not to fall.

in love with you.

 

 

© 2004 David Greg Harth

04.03.14.20:34:00@296NYC