Whispering our dreams,
Not truly meaning any of it.
Our souls are touching.
Riding the high we have,
From the sounds coming from our mouths.
The night ends on a high,
Whispering out of breath goodnights.
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Poetry from the Soul
PoetryJust poetry written by yours truly. There is a little bit of everything here.
Whispers at Night
Whispering our dreams,
Not truly meaning any of it.
Our souls are touching.
Riding the high we have,
From the sounds coming from our mouths.
The night ends on a high,
Whispering out of breath goodnights.