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Looking out into the distance and
searching the stars for her, he says.....You truly do me honor with your visits in the night,
My mind can see your image, a soft blur in gentle light.
Don't go, sweet lovely Vision ~ or whatever it is your are...
Come again, come back to me ~ You're my "wishing star". Don't go, my dearest "Fairytale",
...or whatever you may be...
Bring your song, your smile, your touch...
Come again to comfort me...!
...and hearing him, she appeared in his heart to answer...
You thought it was the Nightingale
singing near your tree...
But truth be known this night, kind Sir...
the "singing bird" was me.That soft warm touch against your cheek
was not the evenings breeze...
'Twas just my fingers dancing there
as lightly as you please. And when you pull your blanket up
and tuck it all around you...
In truth, kind Sir, it is my wing
that I have wrapped around you! And as your eyes grow heavier,
and peace settles in down deep...
'tis I who watches over you
and holds you while you sleep! It is no "dream" of fantasy
you "dreamed" was just so right...
for I am truly here, kind Sir,
and loving you all night! So put away your doubts, dear one,
and drink from my sweet cup...
No dream is ever lost, kind Sir,
Unless you give it up!"
(c)Whisper
I hear you, gentle Fairytale
and feel you close to me!
You've lifted up my lonely heart
and set my poor soul free! So long I've lived with only 'sad',
as well you know is true...
But that was ere I heard your song
or caught a glimpse of you!
Ah, sweet gentle dreamer, at last you've heard my call...
And the breeze that bears my fragrance finally found you after all!
I wrapped in it those 'thoughts of me' , a few I thought may 'please'...
Then sprinkled them with stardust ere I gave them to the breeze.
One petal holds that whispered kiss touched lightly to your smile...
Another brought the warm embrace to cradle you awhile.
The loving touch I give to you is only yours to keep,
So well it is you shelter it so safely and so deep.
For anyone can 'dream a dream' , but this I do extol....
Words can only speak to ears ~ it's soul that speaks to soul!
(c) Whisper
And so it was that each time he sought her company, he would sit back, clear his mind of all earthly things, and think only these special thoughts to her...
"Starlight ~ Starbright...
Will you leave your golden trail tonight?"
If I'm as still as still can be...
Will you come again and sing to me?"
...and each time, she would speak to his heart...
Midnight Skies
I felt you call my name, dear one,
from somewhere far away...
and it touched me with a special warmth
to feel you speak this way.
It's only when your heart is quiet
that I can come to you...
And only when your world is still,
that you can hear me too.
So as you're lying quietly there,
perhaps to dream awhile...
You may feel some soft quiet shadow
speak a whisper to your smile.
I will fill your heart with music,
sing you love-songs without number...
Then cover you with soft clouds
and stardust as you slumber.
I will reach up to the heavens,
borrow all the shades of blue...
Then weave them into 'loving thoughts'
and leave them there with you.
As I walk across the midnight skies
to think my thoughts anew...
I'll dim the sun, and hang the moon,
...and light a star for you.
(c)Whisper
"My Sweet Dreamer"
I've asked the Angels to stand by, but stay just out of sight,
And play their harps with heaven's best, just for you tonight.
I've polished up the North Star, and set it bright and high,
that it may be the guide tonight and help my Dreamer fly!
I've fluffed up all my favorite clouds and cancelled out the noon,
I've told the stars to look their best, for you'll be coming soon!
I'll hold you close and sing our songs, speak of the sweetest things...
We'll paint rainbows and sunsets and dance on Saturn's Rings!
Ah, sweet Dreamer, spirit free _ hands firmly on the helm...
Kiss the wind and sail the sky - steer straight into my realm.
It's here your course is charted for - where hearts are strong & true...
Where only thoughts of love may live - and mine are full of you!
(c)Whisper
"The Garden"
I've made a place, a special 'nest' ~ from the 'world', sir, beg your pardon...
Then come away from all the rest and sleep here in my Garden.
No earthly thing can find you here ~ no worry, fret or snare...
I'll watch over all your dreams and hold you in my care.
I'll lay you on a mat of moss, covered all in flowers...
I'll sing you golden love-songs through this night so filled with hours.
Then as you're lying gently there, before the sun should rise...
I'll warm myself in your sweet smile and swim in your quiet eyes.
Our love will open flowers that never bloom by day...
And all the joy that fills our hearts will keep the clouds away.
Those lovely feathered touches, those whispered kisses too
Will still be yours tomorrow when the sun collects the dew.
My garden now grows fairer for having held you near...
The 'world' may call you back again, but your essense is still here.
And all the words you spoke to me were Treasures from down deep...
I've placed them safely in my heart,
Now they are mine to keep!
(c) Whisper
"Island in the Sky"
I hear the wish you make each night
upon my shining star...
I know your voice and feel your touch,
no matter where you are.
Everywhere throughout my realm,
I seem to sense your presence...
The very sky around me seems
so filled with your sweet essence.
I watch the moon, so rich and full,
draped in shadowed lace...
But very soon, before my eyes,
it's face becomes your face!
I sit a bit upon a cloud
to hold your mem'ry near...
Its whispy softness all about
are whispers in my ear.
So sweet these thoughts you send me now,
so wistful your dear smile...
I think to steal your heart away
and dream with you awhile.
I send a Cloak of Moon & Stars,
and Wings that you may borrow...
So you can fly above the world
to where there's no 'tomorrow'.
And if perchance you seek me there,
or hear my gentle tune...
You'll find my island in the sky~
first right-turn past the moon.
(c)Whisper
Somehow beneath a star-filled sky,
Though the moon shone full and fair...
Someone was softly calling me
On the gentle midnight air.
Sweet fragrance of the evening,
Moonflowers, I thought perchance...
Yet in my soul a beckoning
To join in faery dance.
A gentle breeze caressed my cheeks
As if a part of nature's bliss...
Sweet Lady of the gossamer wings,
You thought to hide your tender kiss.
The dreams we shared as ne'er before
Were gifts more dear than gold,
And through that wonderous night devine,
My heart your wings did hold. Then quietly as fair morning came,
Sweet rosey child of Dawn...
You whispered in my my sleeping ear,
I woke.... and you were gone.
Written for "Fairytale"
by: Rod Nichols
A dream?? Not so! ... for she was truly there,
She ran her long pale fingers slowly through your hair.
That Soft Song saw you sleeping and touched her strings of gold...
She whispered gently in your ear 'new' love-songs made from 'old'.
Your spirit woke to greet her and answered her sweet songs...
You took her with your heart and soul ~ that's where a 'Song" belongs.
With her music wrapped around you, she loved you through the night...
Her song was all you'd longed for ~ it filled you with delight.
Her touches were as thunder and her kisses flashed with light...
And another storm awaits, kind sir, as you fall asleep tonight.
Once again beside you with all her veils unfurled...
You'll know it's not a dream at all... it's just 'a Whisper's world'......
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