Whispering Walls Poem by Katherine H. Belle

I feel no shame
in saying that I love you
No truer words have passed my parted lips
No thought unturned,
as the pebble speckled shore
Have been left without serious consideration
Ive calculated, and scemed
and so is the life of the secret lover
Always lurking in the shadow
waiting on that ever elusive kiss
and as I breathe in your scent
sweet pure and raw
a hunger grows deep within me
A fire is lit 'neath my bucking hips
and passion is born
on a cold, cold night
between forbidden sheets
and whispering walls.