i am whispering you
into being
each breath another piece
each sigh another emotion
as I gaze into the constellation
of your startling eyes.
your smile I have stolen
from a glimpse of strong teeth
and sensuous lips
in a stranger's smile,
your body the one I held close
just months ago
that tightened my lusts
and stroked my passions,
your hands are marvelous works
of a painter's deft movements
a sculptor's strength
a lover's fire
and a mother's gentleness.
you are my masterpiece,
my creation
as I breathe your picture
onto the soul that cries out to me.
I am whispering you
into being
a sigh at a time.
© 1998, Tara Tambollio
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