Fluttering Whisper The whoosh of a word Pumping through my heart The gentle flutter of a rhyme Caressing my innermost thoughts The quiet “I love you” Spoken by the tender-hearted Joined by an invisible kiss Only visible to those who care to look This is poetry in the simplest form Not meant to be overanalyzed Not meant to be overthought Simply Simple Simply there The soft whisper of a secret message Trickling down the back of your spine Causing chills and “what ifs” Is this fiction or is this real? But who would know? Not the reader Not the teacher Not the listener Only the Poet knows the truth If there even is any. Sara Seaman
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