More than your name

A Faded Romantic's Notebook

I whispered more

than your name

last night

before finally

I slept.

I whispered more

than your name

last night,

bravely

into the dark,

like a poem

like a prayer.

I whispered more

than your name

last night,

hoping the soft

seeking syllables,

the wishing

wanting words

would somehow

reach you

and touch you

deep.

I whispered more

than your name

last night.

Perhaps

you didn’t hear.

.

.

© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

Not new, but I whispered your name.

Art by Amy Judd

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