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A brief poem of loss |
| ~Whispers in the Dark~ There is that certain something, A whisper in the dark; Rapt and softly moaning, Searching through your heart. And while you dream in silence Of things you dare not say, It finds and wrecks your balance, And carries your soul away. And when that something comes to you, The passion you cannot deny, Know that I share the thought my dear, The touch, the taste... the sigh. |