Echo

Whispers in the night
Into ears open
Words flowed so, without thought
Into hearts once closed, now sharing
And so, love was made
Within the purest of ways
Nothing given
Everything else done,
All, at once
Heard softly are the whispers in the night..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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June 11, 2016 at 10:50 PM
Danny, well penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. *SKAT*
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April 5, 2011 at 9:38 AM
After I get to "nothing given" I really don't know what you mean. It was confusing, and I assume that 's not the emotion you want to leave with the reader? Words like "nothing," "Everything," and "All" are so general that they really don't say much. If love was made in the purest of ways, how was nothing given? What else is done? All what? the lovers? More descriptive words might help clarify this.
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