Alan Brown Poet Ballade

Whisper To Me

I sit here in silence staring at my phone. 
Hoping to hear her familiar ring. 
I wish she was with me, but I’m on my own, 
Wanting to hear her more than anything. 
Why can’t I hear her heart whisper to me? 

If I’m lucky, I see her once a day, 
Keeping to herself, silent as always. 
She’s surrounded by people, lost in fray, 
Yet she commands the room, and it obeys. 
Why can’t I hear her heart whisper to me? 

I see her walking calmly down the hall,
Her eyes fixated on the muted ground. 
She does not seem to notice me at all, 
Passing me without a glance nor a sound. 
Why can’t I hear her heart whisper to me?

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Walter T. Ashe February 24, 2016 at 6:43 PM "a whispering heart" ...hopefully she'll detect the "thumping" of yours! Nice piece, been there too!

Poet Destroyer A February 24, 2016 at 1:26 AM Alan, nice to see this one.... Sounds like you are nervous....enjoyed. Linda