I Hear a Whisper In the Breeze
I hear a whisper in the breeze
and think someone is calling me.
Fireflies glimmer round the trees
but there is no one that I see.
I hear you but I see you not
then sling my arrow in the air
and then appears the one I sought
In front I see you standing there.
My arrow hit and brought you here
and now it seems you cannot fly.
You sadly tremble here in fear.
I see your pain and hear you cry.
I ask you then to come with me.
You say that there can be no way
exclaiming it can never be
You tell me that you cannot stay
I look at you and fall in love
and to my forest home we ride
as softly rain falls from above,
warm shelter we then find inside
Long days go by and so you heal.
You walk out through the open door.
I wonder still if this was real
Your lovely face I see no more.
It was perhaps something I said
or maybe things that I have done.
Those things resound within my head.
I really thought she was the one
Copyright © Alexander Smoljanovic | Year Posted 2017
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