Timbre

I wish our voices had hands

So mine could hold your timbre

With mighty strength and let it go

To reverberate in these walls

Echoing your breathless stories

And silent moans building my name

Slowly etching your face in my skin

Dripping in untold desires you term sin

Nights unravel in a spiral 

Converging towards your absence

Remoulding situations with dead ends 

Leaving behind invisible tremors

Only you and me could see