Not yet,
Only,
When?

© By HF-Whisper
17/11/2020 22:57PM

It’s a fine thread
Between
Your heart and mine
silken and fine
like rich red wine
don’t break the line
and nor
will I
trust in me
and we will be fine

A poet looks for words when there are no words to say

Morning break
Sunrise,  a silent explosion of the sky.
Sunbeams to warm you
To give you strength
To be a sunbeam yourself
for someone each new day
So I pray!


Shell✨🐚

One day I will meet my end.
Will your face fade from my eyes?
I lay buried with you in my heart.
The circling sun and moon come together in a line.
Abstinence and honesty lose their grip.
I die bit by bit seeing the quiver of your lip.
O beloved, I implore you to give me your heart.
Standing on the other shore, longing to reach you.

People can be like treasures
Save  the ones you treasure most.

Shell ✨🐚

I have no imagination
only the vivid brush of memory