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.
Wonderfully written 👍
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Delicate and soulful. Very nice work.
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