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Whispers in the Night |
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EWDrake Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 183NC, USA 
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Whispers in the Night Wrapped in the darkness of our lonely night my wandering mind seeks to rest. Tomorrow will not wake to lead me and this night will not my soul release. Even as our pulse moves to slow the depth of your loving cuts my heart. And I know that I must go. From the sorrows each had inside we reached out to find the warmth that we had left behind and wrapped ourselves deep within affection. I hear the sorrow fall from your voice into my night, and feel your fingers on my face as you trace my brow. I know you have no clue, and it’s killing me. You tell me you know deep inside how very good our life could be. Your sweet words fill the night as my heart breaks again beside you. This tenderness like innocents we found is more gentle than you want to see. You say you know that this is it as your sweet whispers hold me tight. Then you ask me what I’m feeling now -- only your warm touch on my skin. For now in comfort a deeper pain I know. The aching of our need craved more than we had to give. Wrapped in the darkness of our lonely night my wandering mind seeks to rest. Tomorrow will not wake to lead me and this night will not my soul release. I hear the sorrow fall from your voice into my night, and feel your fingers on my face as you trace my brow. I know you have no clue, and it’s killing me. ©Evan Drake |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Oh Evan, I got chills from that. I think I have been both parties in that poem, and they both have their own pain. Perfect. Love your writing. Catalinamoon |
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L Tiuch Member
since 2000-02-04
Posts 151NY |
Evan...This is hauntingly beautiful and so sad. Linda |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
This tenderness like innocents we found is more gentle than you want to see. You say you know that this is it as your sweet whispers hold me tight. Then you ask me what I’m feeling now -- only your warm touch on my skin. A painful piece, very well written...I am fumbling for words after reading such a delicate piece, so I shall remain silent. "I am melancholy, flower cutting through stone" manic street preachers |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
*sigh* this is such a moving piece hon, how many of us wish we were that understood and loved.. I'll tell you this...... No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn..... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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EWDrake Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 183NC, USA |
Thank you all for the wonderful response. It's nice to know when someone reads and appreciates that which you,ve written, as I'm sure you all know...  Thank you guys!! Evan With a long held breath given dark freedom, the single flame in sorrow's window flickers out. ~EWD~ |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Evan this is beautiful, hard to know when it's over I read it twice and it's on my list to back and read again. Be well Keth. "There are times in life a kindred spirit comes along. Hold onto those people. They are what makes this life worth living."- Anon |
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