Whisper
In quiet moments of the night,
The breeze of moon is whispering,
To all the stars, that harvest light
Profound desire, for your love
My heart is like a fountain,
Of murmur full of whispers,
That humming through my veins,
A passion carved in bitter.
I want to leave in darkness,
All my dreams of whispers,
That leaves a trail of memories,
Touched by the whispers melody.
I read through your facial wrinkles
The strained web of your joys of life
I see through your tired eyes
The sleepless nights of a crying baby
I hear through your boundless ears
Traces on the phone of the last whispers
I feel through your restless heart
Motherly warmth of an accomplished soul
I touch through your delicate hands
The things that took life from you
I speak through your faded lips
The confidence words of an advice
I suffer through your guarded mind
The crave to a hug that is lost in silence
I care through your endless love
The desire of happiness for me.
Piata Operei, Timisoara
I HAVE
Drown memories in my happiness.
Bitten earlobe from whispers.
Flowing dreams in my artery.
Conceive thoughts in my dreams.
Romantic words in my loneliness.
Love sealed in my heart.
Voyager rumor on my smile.
Lost laughter in my tears.
Vanished songs in my poems.
Mystified dance in my steps.
Flickering candles in my faith.
I HAVE
Nothing to prove But proud of all.
Adrian B 