Your whisper

I don’t mean to give you the silent treatment when we are on the phone.

When we hang up, that connection is gone.

There are times when we talk, I don’t say a word.

Through the darkness your whisper can be heard.

A whisper so gentle it sings to me.

A vibration so calm it sets me free.

As long as I can feel you on the other side, your whisper you can’t hide.

Try as you might, it still breaks loose, exposing you to your lovers noose.

A whisper so still, it makes no wind.

To my heart, gusts, it does send.

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