My whispering heart

Your presence reaches out and soothes those solitary moments
and I feel my weary, sensitive heart, gently begin to beat
like watching a previous injured butterfly flutter
it's wings once again in a cool light breeze
on a bright and beautiful summer's day
and the butterfly in spontaneous exultation speaks these

words, from my whispering heart,
my whispering heart, as

a love born and faintly nurtured, elevated
by the delicate strokes of an understanding artist's brush
I cry tears of thought and desire
happiness into a silent void
with the hope of hearing that similar aching echo
which tells me you understand these

words, from my whispering heart
my whispering heart, while

expression of genuine love, since the beginning of time
is perhaps the greatest challenge
I know that my expression of love for you
is everything that I desire
to express the purity of my imperishable emotion
and I simply give to you my love with these

words, from my whispering heart
my whispering heart