The Soulful Whisper of Love's Promise

At nineteen the tender sorrow of love’s 
Unrequited promise
Hurts like a scream in a dark vacant night

But what of the thirty something?  Is not the sound
Of the soulful whisper
Of love’s promise to twine two hearts 
Torn as much by good-bye to the souls very depths?

And also, what of those of other ages in loves’ grasp
When the tangle of whispered promises collapse?
It too is full of the anguished breath of stabbing sorrow

How many times of truly loving another with passion
Shall the ticking clock take in a lifetime
Before the whisper of love’s forever promise
Becomes the breath of a lover’s forever touch of connection?

As long and as often as I have breath to speak
I will endure the price for loves soulful whispering ways
All for the possibility of love’s tender touch against my skin

One in Four Poetry Contest
Chose #1 quote "The Soulful Whisper of Love's Promise
Written:  8-6-2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Scars Avatar
August 25, 2019 at 12:31 PM
the tender touch against your skin, that's all that is needed. congrats :)-luloo
May Avatar
August 25, 2019 at 10:04 AM
"I will endure the price for loves soulful whispering ways"...Very nicely rendered Jeanne..Congrats on your win..
Wolf Avatar
August 12, 2019 at 8:00 PM
Wow. This one really got to me, Jeanne. It's so true that love's lost promise hurts just as much at thirty-something, or even sixty-something as it does at nineteen. I can vouch for it!! Great one. Best wishes, Gershon
Mcgee Avatar
August 12, 2019 at 8:21 PM
Thanks Gershon. I can vouch for it too!
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