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Whispered

Dear Lover,
The stars called out to me tonight.
They reached down from above,
And whispered your name into my soul.

They whispered dreams and wishes, I hadn’t even thought of yet.
They filled me with warmth and visions of a future with you in it.
They gave me hope.

Later, I woke up in a daze and slick with sweat.
I looked over and ran my hand along the cold, empty side of the bed, and closed my eyes again.

I thought of you and those distant, whispering stars, and tears rolled down my cheek.
As they splashed the pillow underneath my head, my heartbeat thrummed loudly in my chest. Anticipation flowered in my belly, and I was comforted in the knowledge that I’d be with you again, soon.


Until then my love,
look to the stars, because that’s where I’ll be.

Kim V. Poetry

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