Your Whisper
Author: Terrie
your whisper is like a song
singing the finest tune
your whisper is like a prayer
that gets answered in a flash
your whisper gets myy attention
everytime we make love
your whisper puts me in your control
it mezmerizes my soul
it keeps the fire lit
deep down within
your whisper makes my heart dance
it makes my blood boil and rush
my body keeps up with the rhythm of yours
as we make love the whole night-thru
your whisper sends chills down my spine
so watch what you whisper in my ear darling
it may draw a reaction way too soon
i will be competing with you
even when you whisper sweet nothings
you know me. I'm quiet and shy.
but your whisper always sparks a fire in my soul
your whisper takes me up to the sky
your whisper needs to give me a time out..
How beautiful the prose Sire. In the hearts to conceive, the beauty of the words we read. Thank you for sharing from your heart, such memories of the prose they you have admired. 😚
LUVING EYES
I gaze into your eyes, feelings inside, do arise.
Quickens my heart, when embraced by your arms.
Luving are your eyes, hypnotized by your charms.
The warmth IV your breath, upon my neck.
Chills me so, with the sweetness of your sighs.
Lying against your chest, feeling the trembling up my inner thighs.
With my heart, I visualize.
Knowing that feeling, ov sweet surprise.
Soft & deep my luving cries.
With that expressive look ov luv, in your eyes.
LUVING EYES
I gaze into your eyes, feelings inside, do arise.
Quickens my heart, when embraced by your arms.
Luving are your eyes, hypnotized by your charms.
The warmth IV your breath, upon my neck.
Chills me so, with the sweetness of your sighs.
Lying against your chest, feeling the trembling up my inner thighs.
With my heart, I visualize.
Knowing that feeling, ov sweet surprise.
Soft & deep my luving cries.
With that expressive look ov luv, in your eyes.
absolutely sublime prose lady V.
LUV BURNS
My heart doesn't contemplate, the feelings of being irate.
Tell me what you feel, please don't hesitate
This moment, is yours to feel.
Luv can irritate, but ov this process, we anticipate.
Hearts designate, the lesson that we learn.
Relationships, we have to earn.
Luv burns
DESTINIES' RHYME
Dark is my mind, never to express.
Deeper I fall behind, my Hearts' loneliness.
Caverns in my mind, hanging on to Luvs' finesse.
Holding our Memories, thru out time.
The beginning end, ov my Souls' emptiness.
Darker my mind, destined I will find.
Darkness the end ov time, or is it destinies' rhyme.
My mind, is darker then time.
beautiful prose for the soul lady V.
A Valediction Forbidding Mourning
by John Donne
As virtuous men pass mildly away,
And whisper to their souls to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say,
"Now his breath goes," and some say, "No."
So let us melt, and make no noise,
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move ;
'Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.
Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears ;
Men reckon what it did, and meant ;
But trepidation of the spheres,
Though greater far, is innocent.
Dull sublunary lovers' love
—Whose soul is sense—cannot admit
Of absence, 'cause it doth remove
The thing which elemented it.
But we by a love so much refined,
That ourselves know not what it is,
Inter-assurèd of the mind,
Care less, eyes, lips and hands to miss.
Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though I must go, endure not yet
A breach, but an expansion,
Like gold to aery thinness beat.
If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two ;
Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th' other do.
And though it in the centre sit,
Yet, when the other far doth roam,
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.
Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
Like th' other foot, obliquely run ;
Thy firmness makes my circle just,
And makes me end where I begun.
Thank you mi lord, prose for the soul, is always needed at times. To let others know, that life can be dark, but still will one day glow. Thank you for also sharing your hearts prose. Thank you my dear😚
RUNAWAY
Loneliness is here to impress, the visions in the mind.
Make you runaway, from the fear that you find.
Fear takes away everything, making you blind.
If only it was easy to climb, all the walls, that were left behind.
Loneliness, I do not wish to bring.
Casting it from my mind, true luv is my song to sing.
A runaway, I wish not to be.
Thank you mi lord, prose for the soul, is always needed at times. To let others know, that life can be dark, but still will one day glow. Thank you for also sharing your hearts prose. Thank you my dear😚
your poetry stop is magnificent lady V.
more and more people will come to enjoy it.
