Morning Whispers (a shadorma)


In Bed The Kiss by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec


MORNING WHISPERS

her final
moments of sleep drift
beyond reach
as my lips
whisper tender loving thoughts
without using words

2012-03-07
P. Wanken



Written for Poetic Asides Ekphrastic Poetry prompt.

4 comments

    1. Thanks, De. I think most days I set out thinking, “Ok…I’m NOT going to do a shadorma for this one…” 😉 I appreciate your encouragement.

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  1. Oh! I really love that phrase–“lips whisper tender loving thoughts without using words” Stellar, wonderful words!!!

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