Whisper Of A Tryst

 

All my life I’ve waited…

The picture I paint of you

hangs in my heart…lingers in my soul

I colour you in my mind

 in the darkness

by the light of dancing candlelight

I close my eyes and see your face

 

The scent of you comes creeping into my senses

In a smoky haze, so  lucid is your image

 the very thought of you burns the air

You speak to my aching soul in a language...

 that transcends all time and space

Your cool breath softly whispers my name…

 Then...

Just as quickly it evaporates in the air

once again I long for the tender touch of your lips on mine

showering me with gentle kisses

 like refreshing raindrops

that cleanse my soul, soothes my heart

 

Even though I have yet to meet you…

I will wait forever and a day

For when your eyes meet mine

When I hear you softly whisper my name…

I will know

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By LadeeAnne~ anne p murray~ 2012

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Love is when you look into someone's eyes and see everything you need