When Love Rides a Whisper

Quietly measuring the depth of a whisper

So many possibilities, some quite elementary

Others defined by their complexity

As we hear, we evaluate exponentially

For processing sounds and their interpretations

Guides us, divides us and aligns our perceptions

Bringing awareness and clarity to past misconceptions

And although I cannot be certain

For once heard, the sound is discarded forever 

Left to the realm of whenever 

Yet, we can remember 

Or have those recollective memories

Or variations of what we hoped they’d be

Its as if we stepped blindly

Into a new experience, but couldn’t see

Only because we chosen to close our eyes 

Ignoring the sun, moon, and cloudless skies 

Mother Nature, trees and butterflies 

Hummingbirds, children playing follow-the-leader

When you’ve ceased listening to the speaker

And started hearing the words real meanings

A path emerges to deeper contemplation

Anchored firmly once and for all the concept

You shall be at peace in enlightenment

And when the darkness slips across the lawn 

The last few slivers of light now gone

Warmth still laden in the evening air

Delicate blossoms scents to share

My steps light but indeed with purpose 

One gaze in your eyes and I’m wordless

So listen beautiful one and hear  

Thoughts I’ve planted in your ears

And touch, ever so lightly

Sharing space nightly

Songs both ethereal and celestial

Symphonic but silent for casual observers

Precious memories created within

I beckon you to not hear but to listen

When I whisper while kissing 

Those words, oh so true

My darling, I Love You

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all.I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed.I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another.I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me.I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

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