Whispered Love - Collaboration
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I heard my love whispering in a dream,
his deep voice quivered, flickered and fluttered;
from far off- and in my sleep I muttered,
I recall us on the shore of a stream.
I am fighting with the dream and screaming,
as I feel his breath on my hair and lips;
hear his intake of air and my heart skips,
I can feel his love though I am dreaming.
His whispered words tell me to come with him,
my reply is timid and softly uttered;
my words a stammer sputtered, and stuttered,
and then I find myself in a place dim.
Oh why, why did God take my one true love;
and then let him come back to me a dove.
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September 15, 2020
Poetry/Rhyme/Whispered Love
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1287-037-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Collaboration
Constance La France and Line Gauthier
Written for the contest, 'MAX 14 lines POEM-inspired prompt'
sponsor, Line Gauthier
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2020
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