Hushed Tone Poem by Chris Tiganescu

The air hangs in hushed tone
as the gentle breeze carries
these thoughts. How it feels to
have such a warm embrace
dwelling upon the back of neck.
The soothing woman who finds
comfort in me. The woman
who had rekindled her passion
for me. We had long awaited the
return of passion. How I adore
thee. The sky resembles my
happiness with you. As you
embrace my hand with yours
we sit still I find those eyes
gleaming with joy and comfort.
Once more we lay in the fields
that we expressed ourselves.

Our words are all the dwells in
the silence as we bring our
thoughts to life. Though time may
stop and fire may reign, nothing
will destroy the love I carry
for you. It's our now and forever.