Listen to whispers
When serenade lingers
Dancing in your eyebrows
On sugary sleep the whispers flow
Listen to whispers
Through the walls and the vines
Attaching shiver
A rhythm in line
Wish I could hear whispers
From an open sky
Falling rays in stray
To the bed of an agony hater
Novia, 2014
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