Whisper
If only...
his arms would envelop me
The way they once did,
I could begin to live again.
If only...
He would kiss me with the
passion he once shared
with me, I could begin
to feel again.
If only...
He could hear me instead
of shutting me out, his is
the name I’d whisper.
But...
With strong and caring
arms Someone Else has
held me up and lit the
world for me.
And Someone Else has
breathed new life into
my very soul with his kiss.
And with his eyes, Someone
Else has rekindled the flame
within me.
And but for Someone Else,
my Spirit loves again.
For it is that Someone Else
who so carefully listens
and hears...
The whisper of his name.
Copyright © Louise Kwalton | Year Posted 2019
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