Whissper

Dreams whisper on your lips, becoming the dreams I hold dear.

Yet, these meaningful dreams fail to quell the sorrow I feel upon awakening.

Still, I yearn for those beautiful yet equally poignant nights,

Oh, how wonderful it is to tenderly watch my beloved in your dreams.

To caress her midnight-black hair with gentleness.

As dreams shroud her face, I am grieving; the night, if it wakes me with a whisper, I fear what my eyes might witness.

To see the things you’ve shielded me from…