my favorite is the whisper:

in the dark
the darkest hours of the night.
When your hair is all messy and we're too tired to speak
at a higher volume.

in my ear
the ones that give me incredible chills,
this one means that whatever you have to say,
is just for me.

The morning groans of an alarm, too early.
Laughter in abundance at things that aren't even (that) funny.
Singing tones that may be a bit flat (but still perfect to me).

They're all so wonderful.
But my favorite is the whisper,
because whatever you say in those moments,
belongs to only me.