Whispers Poem by Carlene Maddux

Sing to me, sing to me
with strength and sweetness.
As my eyes gaze upon your beauty
Swaying softly in the wind.
It's the sun, it's the water
that makes you breathtaking.
A sweet blessing from God above.
Nothing compares to the softness of a flower,
The captivating smell of a rose.
I escape to your bosom,
While tantalizing winds brushes my nose.
I could get lost in the
complete desire of love.
Laying in the field of soft grass,
Under an oak two centuries old.
And a pebble I threw causes
ripples in the trickling brook below.
Whisper to me, Whisper to me,
I haven't died and gone to heaven,
Because I'm lost in the flight of a dove.