Hush!

I am beautiful in your eyes. My heart is on your tongue, my breath in your lungs and my body in your sleep from where the heavens seep. And the tick of the clock waits and weeps, from a moment weak, while our kisses slide, dip and slip, into the burrowed gate so deep. I tell you it is true what they say of the shy and the sly. For this is the way, I stay ornately beautiful to your watchful eye. - susan abraham