Soft Whispered Words Poem by Christine K. Trease

Debts of love ignored, unpaid, deafening silence haunts my soul.
Your impromptu presence floods me with a crashing blow.
I remember the you from another lifetime, whispering in my ear,
now you are here, speaking in those same soft tones to a
velvet clad vixen.
You behave as if you have never loved before you bore, I shall love you no more!
I am the sayer of my heart, the one it must obey. Even if you stay for one more day,
I shall not grieve, nor e'er believe soft whispered words again.