A Whisperer's Dream
by qiqiWhispers drip like falling stars,
and promises interpret vows
a lingering touch feels as though
you've been lifted above the ground
seeking for a melody,
searching for a dusty cloud
that smells of Heaven.
It doesn't matter the distance,
the same moon is shared tonight
though it seems shattering,
the last breath on your lips
breathes sparkled magic of
honey drops and fairy tales.
Let the glimmer of seduction
shine through the lust,
and allow the beauty
to be overpowered -
we mustn't leave love
to chance.