The Whisper

Silently I whisper your name
“my flower, my heart is ready”
with a voice so small you just walk away

Silently I reach out to catch you
My fingers, they grace your jacket’s sleeve
Without feeling you move further and further

Silently I watch you turn
My eyes, the plead you come
With secrete gaze we meet finally

Silently you whisper my name
my fingers reach up to catch it
without words or touch souls meet forever

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