Whispers race
Like waters to their fall cascading
Voices mouthing words
Like silence
The shadow that brushes
The tinted life held fast
In wooden frame.
The ghostly touch that frees –
Gives birth to lucid thought
The briefest breath –
Kiss of heaven to life.
Unfurled paradise
Two souls play
In shrouded serenity.
Beautiful….
Thank you! Pleased to have brightened your day!