All Comments on 'Sigh'

When there are no words for pleasure*

In the mouth to exhale the thought*

With a moan to exhale the tempest*

To the passion to which this is brought...........

The wind it sighs in mime*

The leaves bound to the limb*

Against each other they brush*

In the storm of gale force din.........

To erase an unheard whisper*

Taken in the whipping harsh updraft*

Carried to those who listen*

Yet who would understand the master craft...........

The natural need does beckon*

To the high set pitch it goes*

Of the cries of painful pleasure*

Is the sigh of the cumming blows...........