holding hands
Your love

So softly spoken

Came to me quite suddenly

Or so I thought.

Could it be

That you were there all along

Quietly waiting

for me to invite you in?

I am forever changed.

In the quiet

I feel your touch

And know

That I am yours always.

By Martha L Shaw – © 6-19-2013

4 Responses to Whisperer

  1. boyalasco says:

    this poetry made my day


  2. Beautiful words, Martha!


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