Silent Whispers

The whispers of silence spread whimsical tones
For the shadow of a soul not seen.
Emptiness lurks in subtle rhythms
Gathered in orchestral unison
Placated to a means unknown.
Have thy way with me
Crimson forces of the night
But, settle me not into delusions of contented highs.
For my body aches; exacting the sensuous touch
Of my Love's hand secured upon my physical.
Serenity supplicates the forces strong
The release so desired that patience holds afar
Where only in dreams of the night
And fantasies of the day
Are witness to a love now sought.


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