Your Whisper
13 October, 2003
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..
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Pamela (66.38.146.7) -- Friday, October 17 2003, 04:20 am This one is kind of mystic and has an atmosphere of intensity.... Love it :O) Great poem, keep posting, I love to read your as well. |
| Terrie* (65.150.167.108) -- Friday, October 17 2003, 05:17 am thank you for your levatating comments..quick throw me a rope.. gently pull me down:) the great life i had w/my husband is a huge factor to my writings. i appreciate your sensitive comments.. |
| Sweetvenom (61.1.202.186) -- Monday, October 20 2003, 07:27 pm hey a mix of hot and cold.really sensational. |
| Terrie* (65.142.64.180) -- Tuesday, October 21 2003, 07:23 pm thank you for the burning comment :) we all need a break every chance we can steal it right? |
| Martin Vann (171.75.221.17) -- Tuesday, October 21 2003, 07:55 pm Terrie; Within his whisper, there is a magic carpet, upon which, your heart and body lie, the journeys, you and he must take, to lands of happiness and loveliness, go far beyond, just escape. It must be eternity, you both have reached, there is no cold, there is no fear, all this he gives to you, simply, by whispering, in your ear. Your heart is warmed, your body heated, no fear of life, no fear of death, you feel his soul, melt your own, as you try, to catch, your breath. There is no part of your body or your heart, that he has never known, I think its love, that is always searching and not us, and today within your poem, I realize, love has found a home. MartinV |
| Terrie* (65.148.212.119) -- Tuesday, October 21 2003, 11:16 pm Martin, your comment made me speechless....ya never let me off the hook that easy...wow!...i'm very touched...thank you! i hope you felt that kiss i gently pressed on your forehead for always touching my soul with your words...i'm pleased that ya enjoyed this .. |
| Martin Vann (171.75.221.68) -- Wednesday, October 22 2003, 05:00 pm Terrie, This poem, like all of your poems, hook us all, not my fault, we just read them and your words of love, do the rest. the, kiss, guess I did feel, on my forehead, I went SMACK, found a mosquito, wearing lip-stick, was that you? By the, there is a poem, "Love's Tender Side Of Passion" wrote it awhile back, but, think you could have been the author..., stranger things have happened. MartinV P.S. Smack Back! |
| Terrie* (65.148.233.248) -- Monday, November 3 2003, 01:43 am i read it and i loved it....Terrie* |
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