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..

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Skat A

Date: 6/11/2016 10:50:00 PM

Danny, well penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. *SKAT*

Black Eyed Susan

Date: 4/5/2011 9:38:00 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.