Hushed words spoken in private
like Christmas presents only for my eyes to see
and my heart to enjoy
A song only my ears can hear
Like sweet stolen kisses when nobody’s watching
Featherlight touches under the table
I hold them close and carry them with me in my memory
and smile whenever my thoughts drift over them
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Fragile and Strong 
Have I told you lately how much I enjoy your poetry! 🙂
maybe a few days ago? 😉 thank you x
Well done!
thank you