Inhale...
Striking up a conversation
Back and forth communication
Building up a strong connection
The object of your affection
Finally agree a place
Meet each other face to face
Lose ourselves in an embrace
Intensity we can't efface
Exhale...
As the weeks passed by so fast
Almost knew it would not last
Under a spell that had been cast
Now the void feels so vast
No answers to the many questions
Speculation and suggestions
Cause of much exhaustion
To the victim of deception
YOU ARE READING
Little Whispers
PoetryA collection of poetic prose from the depths of a troubled mind *All images are reproduced from Wordpress Media Gallery
