Whisper
It was a whisper
At first
A need
That is needed to be fulfilled
A tiny mosquito in the ear
The flapping of its wings
Buzzing in the small passageway
Through the soul
Vibrating it
Disturbing the undisturb
The equilibrium vanished
Till the small dot
Awakened
Eyes as bright as the owl at night
Blood as lively as the music crashing in the night
Oh it was ready
And it became pitch black
This poem is dedicated to Angela_Athena for giving my book a chance💕 (sorry I'm only using my phone to update for now☹️ but as soon as I can use my laptop I'll edit this one😊)
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