Whispers

Whispers

All those empty drifting moments.
Days that seem to never end.
Dreams and wants and wishes.
Leaves and wind and idle days.

Sun that brightly blazes.
But, somehow chills us to the bone.
Words that need to be spoken.
Deep desires never shared or shown.

Rain that swirls and cleanses.
Memories of bygone days.
Dreams that haunt your empty nights.
Aches that yearn and weighs us down.

Never saying what you want.
Words that burn - Desire and Fear and Want.
Words that grow - Love and Care and Hope.
Hidden thoughts that swirl and disappear.

. . . a whisper that you never hear.
I lean to whisper my hidden thoughts.
But, fear swirls and weighs me down.
I manage a meager smile. Then swirl and disappear.