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Dancing tongues
2026-03-30
How many lives would you give to me
of your love
unrealized?
On your tongue
can you taste my words of profession,
how I love thee?
Beyond what I have seen,
my eyes are old
and tired and worn.
Even though I perish on your passion,
I know you are a fair heart
inside my love.
Growing with affection,
my self-loathing is quickly fading
with you beside me.
COPYRIGHT © Patricia K McCarthy
of your love
unrealized?
On your tongue
can you taste my words of profession,
how I love thee?
Beyond what I have seen,
my eyes are old
and tired and worn.
Even though I perish on your passion,
I know you are a fair heart
inside my love.
Growing with affection,
my self-loathing is quickly fading
with you beside me.
COPYRIGHT © Patricia K McCarthy
