I am Your Whisper

The magic of listening and being heard.

I am the whisper

others do not hear.

They only see the beast tamed,

applauding a dancing coordination.

 Ah, but this animal is not tame;

a bestial heart pumps within.

Protecting with a ferociousness

you only experience in our love.

 At first I am only

 the tickle of a gentle breeze,

tempestuously rising

 in the passion of you.

We ride the Elysium fields,

while mortal creatures sleep.

Wild

I am collared,

captured by your listening ear.

Within you, this whisper stirs

a vibration of harmonic pulse

until the sky is split.

Torrential is the song of our union,

raining until the cloud is spent,

I hover within you,

a foggy melody of recognition.

 Your lips kiss me good morning

as I slip past your tongue,

I am

your breath of life;

your whisper.

 

Reviews

[MagicAl]

100% agree with the comments below! Sensual, sexy, heartfelt...just some of the words to describe this lovely poem.

[David Scott]

Thank you Al. We all experience the magic of poetry in our own way I think. Yet my favorite experiences are always found in the whispers of life and love.

[parkermcclure]

WOW! And to think you are my dentist! Beautifully written....I agree with Penny times 10.

[David Scott]

I am so blessed to have you as a friend and to have the privilege of being your dentist.
Thank you for your comments. :)

[just Penny]

Sexy, sensual but tastefully done. To be willingly submissive for a special someone is to be treasured. Well written :)

[David Scott]

Thank you Penny. I have my moments... :)

[Traci]

At first I am only the tickle of a gentle breeze,
Tempestuously, I rise in the passion of you.

Beautifully articulated, spoken with reverence.

[David Scott]

Thank you Traci. Yes, there is a necessary reverence in life. Passion needs this as well I think. I am happy you saw this quality in the poetry.

[Ghost of Jupiter]

Wow, again I have no words... this was breathtakingly beautiful! The last three lines perfection... brilliant!

[David Scott]

Thank you again K. Your words are a gift to me.

[emmajoy]

'At first I am only the tickle of a gentle breeze, ~ Tempestuously, I rise in the passion of you. ~ We ride the Elysium fields, ~ While mortal creatures sleep.'

Love should be everything shared; a recipe with both subtle and exotic ingredients, each a beautiful secret until one understands what the feast includes. The chit.chat, the call 'into' arms, is known to fly with the wind, but tis the leaning nearer to hear the sweet whisper that oh so wisely uses time and allows for the words to etch themselves somewhere magical. Perhaps.

[David Scott]

Thank you Emma Joy. :)
This was actually one of my favorite lines as well... Simple moments becoming majestic and eternal. Thank you leaning near and gifting me with your time and feedback.

[Lyn Anderson]

The last two lines do it for me. What a great write.

[David Scott]

Well, thank you you KL. I'm happy you enjoyed this.

[Lyn Anderson]

Psst! Where's the flag on this one? Slip past my tongue, clever one.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

"They only see the beast tamed,

Applauding a dancing coordination.

Ah, but this animal is not tame.

A bestial heart pumps within.

Protecting with a ferociousness,"~ There is a yearning in your words that I find honest and vulnerable... I can truly relate to the beast...

This is not a fleeting sensual whisper, it is something to cherish....

I absolutely love it!...it's Delicious!!~xoxo~:)

[David Scott]

Thank you Robbie. Yes, this is a whisper like the constant voice of the forest... Insistent and wild, yet a sanctuary of rest.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

I think I hear it now...it's an enticing sanctuary... xx :)

[†Tracey†]

Each word of this captivates me. My favorites are:
"A vibration of harmonic pulse"

"As I slip past your tongue.

I am your whisper."

You sir are magical...and I'm sure there is a line waiting to listen.. :) xo

[David Scott]

Hey! I am so thrilled to see you again Tracey.
Maybe in my imagination... ha. No, no line here I am afraid. However, it only takes one. :) Oh, and the trees always listen and whisper back gently...
I am so happy now because you stopped in! Thank you.

[David Scott]

Oh but you are heareble to me my friend... I do hear you! :) and I'm smiling by that fact. So does someone very special to us too ;-) I'm sure. And then so home I felt your friendship, and love for a fellow kin-ship, and there is so much there, of we are all connected to... it's beautiful how you express yourself my friend.

"We ride the Elysium fields,

While mortal creatures sleep.

Wild, I am collared,

Captured by your listening ear.

Within you, this whisper stirs,

A vibration of harmonic pulse,

Until the sky is split.

There is so much romance, and love in this, and purity of what is really important
in life, to keep a spirit up on positivism, and be a guide of pleasure, as well as
the right proportions of artistic fiction, and poetry.

- Elisa

[David Scott]

Thank you for your kind words and for hearing me Eli. You are such a good listener I think. ;)
read moreThank you for your kind words and for hearing me Eli. You are such a good listener I think. ;)

I always listen carefully to you my friend :) you are very welcome!