Listen to my whisper... it’s calling out your name... Listen to the echo.. and then it’s sweet refrain... deep inside me ..deeper still.. a dark void is what remains Listen to the nothing.. as it echoes once again.. the empty void is hallow... but you have shed a light.. the warmth of your sweet whisper.. fills the void through out the night... and under stars and canopy.. the void is filling fast .... for I have felt your whisper.. and the magic always lasts.... Christine Derringer
Reason for writing:
gentle whispers floating on the night air... I heard them..
they told me to write this... I was compelled..
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