Echoes Of an Unbroken Heart

"The Sweet Nothing's Touch"

Let your soft murmur, 
That dances in the wind, 
Carry me lightly and soothe my restless heart; 
May that breeze, cool yet kind, 
Guide me through the quiet, 
Where pines sway like gentle arms intertwined.

Let your known sweetness, 
Slip down like honey, 
Skipping across my lips, 
Not to fill a void, 
Nor create new ones, 
But to hum softly to my weary soul.

Let your sweet nothings, 
Be a part of the puzzle left unfinished, 
The warmth of broth on the stove, 
The crumb of bread to bring back home, 
Wrap my heart in a gentle touch— 
Enough to see me through the day.