Whispers of love

So … the ol’ tear ducts have had a workout this week (a now-dead anniversary (relationship ended, nothing worse)), and the last few days I’ve had this song going through my head … you know, the sort that conjures up in your mind when you’re just driving along and you suddenly start humming, and if you’re lucky you fit words to it (I can’t remember the first words I sang, am sure they were better).  Anyway, this little paragraph will explain the repetition  🙂   The melody is, I would say, like a Celtic lullaby, in a soft voice.  It might not read well, but sounds lovely in song  🙂

Every day, every day

  you’ll hear my whisper

  every day

Down by the ocean,

  across the sea

That’s where you’ll find me,

  that’s where I’ll be

Every day, every day

  you’ll hear my whisper

  every day

My heart’s still broken,

  torn in two

Thought we’d be a lifetime,

  me and you

Every day, every day

  you’ll hear my whisper

  every day

© www.mypastmademe.com 2011

A Sense

If I could be a thought, a sense

Being pulled along, trapped in the air

Turning this way and that

A flurry of feeling

Draping, catching everything in my path

Coating it with love

A love so wholesome and strong

  that the flowers open up just for me

Just for having been touched by me

Craning to see where the wind takes me

My friends and I whispering along

All joined with invisible wire

A smooth, clean rope with no rough edges

Giggling in the daylight

Laughing at life, learning to live

Wide-eyed and wondrous

© www.mypastmademe.com 2011