~~ WHISPERS OF THE HEART ~~

Standing here bathed in solace of shadows,

capturing bright stars falling from the moon.

Glitters in a gift as delicate as your soul,

praying this moment will not pass too soon.

~~

When someone who loves you feels you’re alive,

the kiss from their lips melts like moist dew.

Enhanced in elations that awaken the senses,

while nights are painted soft prussian blue.

~~

Never a mystery, for you know every touch,

inhaling fragrances, which drift through the air.

Embraced in those miracles of circles that move,

lingering in caresses on silkiness left bare.

~~

Nocturnal darkness passes moods in the night,

poetic emotions impression of words unspoken.

Like fragile pieces of stained colored glass,

mirrored in a barrier unable to be broken.

~~

Life secrets travel whispers of the heart,

shielded in hopeful dreams, comes tomorrow.

Dancing reflections cry out to be known,

though often they are but only time borrowed.

copyright

Katherine Raborn

10/24/2001

"Whispers Of The Heart"

Bruce DeBoer

copyright 2000 all rights reserved