Whispered recollections. 

Whisper for me once more those 

Words of flaming passion, let them 

Wash across my bare skin 

In silken touches of crimson red. 

Sinful moment captured, imagined,

Whispered echo…Sigh, passions 

Recollection to the sound of three….

Freedom. 
Karen Hayward ©2016

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