His voice echoes in the shadows
The ghost of fingertips slide over me
My skin tingles and shivers at this silent touch
The breeze in my room becomes his breath in my hair
I can see with my eyes closed
My invisible lover
A deep chuckle at my blushing cheeks
An imagined caress to my stomach
My mouth opens to receive his
I can feel the brush of his love across my heart
I can hear with out sound
My invisible lover
No skin touches mine, I feel his fingertips
No words whispers in my ear, I hear his voice
No mouth slides down my breast, I feel his lips
No body lies next to mine, I feel his love
I know him
My invisible lover
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