Soft Whispers in the Air

Coffee Mugg

I love your eyes of sky blue,
Your hair of darkest coal,
Your whispers so true,
They humble my soul.

If only we could be,
What the Gods have planned,
Then you would see,
I am that special man.

I look at your picture,
And my heart melts,
A permanent fixture,
And nothing else.

But you say no,
You are not the one,
Too much distance,
Even though you are fun.

I wish you good luck,
I hear it all the time,
Yes I am awestruck,
I want to make you mine.

Soft whispers in the air,
How special they are,
I can hear them everywhere,
Though you are very far.

Published by Coffee Mugg

I am a 60 year old male, born and raised in Alabama. Have been in construction most of adult life, and had lived in Orlando Fl for over 30 years. Have now come back to Alabama. Could be considered an expert...  View profile

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  • Harriet Steinberg3/25/2008

    I'll bet your mom loved you as Ken.

  • Linda Ann Nickerson3/12/2008

    Perhaps someone's blue eyes cannot see what all your poet friends cannot miss. ;-)

  • Susie3/11/2008

    ...never say that no one cares for you. For as long as this crazy yankee is around, someone loves you very much :)

  • Coffee Mugg3/10/2008

    Thank you Miss Lisa, but there is no one in my life that cares for me as. ken

  • Lisa Renee.3/10/2008

    This is beautiful...Now that I have read this sweet, romantic poem...I am calling it a night...PS...I hope that you win the heart of that special lady.

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