I'm "skinny" In my terms of affection/ Never saying what I mean/ But if I get to hold you close/ Let my walls down and let you in/ I could show you I'm fluent/ The small touches,/ Holding you close/ Giving you my time/ There is no awkward silence.
That is my affection
As quiet as my affectionate words may be/ My touch and time speaks volumes/ In the ways my voice could never/ I never say what I mean/ Never could
My silent touches will leave a trail of whispers along your skin
You'll know then
My lips do not speak for me/ The presence of my being/ The time I offer/ The words I give/ The small touches are the fluency of my affection.
And you will know my affections are not so dry
About the Creator
Ria
An aspiring writer- My first time being a open book.
My poetry is emotionally driven and my short stories are widely inspired. I hope you find something in my collection that tickles your fancy. Thank you.
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