Your Name
The night whispers your name
till you passed by on my dreams.
The wind blew a little harder
till my covers felt a little colder
when the wind whispers your name-
and darkness revealed your shadow
as you passed by on my dreams.
The night found the rain again
as darkness revealed your shadow.
There's a crying whisper in the rain...
a crying whisper of your name.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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