Just a Whisper
It rode the breeze
slipping softly, gently brushing every leaf
as if it were dancing,
an elegant flow and caress
waltzing to some melody playing,
off in the distance of a memory
returning to bring back the recall
of love embracing every heartbeat
and the whispered hush
of lost love
that continues to live
alive, safe and secure
protected in the rush of whispers.
for Regina Riddles' contest
Whisper to Me
6/12/20
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2020
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