Morning Whispers Version 2

I whisper in the silence, but the sound passing my lips is muffled in my ears. What was it that I said?  I lay still in my bed, a chill in my bones despite the thick sea of blankets surrounding me.  My fingers outstretch, grasping for the lost words as if I could catch them in the air, and let them leave my lips again�" those familiar syllables I once spoke tenderly and sweetly in the quiet of the morning.

What was it that I said?

The sound of your name hangs in the air as the cloudiness of slumber passes from me.   Consciousness returns. My heart aches as memories swirl and I am left haunted by your ghost.  Come back to me, my love, save me from these dreams.