Love's Whispers Poem by Elia Michael

Love's whispers gently touch my heart
And stir memories of my lost love,
One who was my integral part
When my soul soared high like a dove.

What pure joy! At the sight of you
My heart momentarily froze,
My forehead was beaded with dew,
My cheeks flushed, the colour of rose.

I could not think of anything
Charmingly witty or funny,
Yet my heart would joyfully sing
And my eyes greet you lovingly.

My love, I love you still and more
With each unfulfilled passing day.
I rendezvous with Love and awe
At what we had - come now, I pray.