Sweet Nothing
Soft words, sweet
Soft hands, warm
Leaves me giddy, breathless
Innocent and never knowing
loving, falling hard...
and you
ever knowing, sweet nothing
to you
I am nothing
silly girl
you must muse
in chuckling silence
you abuse
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