Listen to the breeze soft cry kissing the petals on the rose.
Whispers of the night, wishing for the nights so long ago.
You are my light, when darkness falls.
You are my sight, in the darkened halls.
Listen to the wind rustle through the forest leaves.
Whispers of the night, longing for a touch now long gone.
You are the radiance, lighting my world.
You are the voice, in the lighted chamber.
Listen for the words that carry voiceless through the darkness.
Come to me in my dreams; make me burn once again as long before.
You are the touch, which my fires ignite.
You are the breath, within my breast.
You are darkness that I come from, the light I long for.
You touch my soul; you make me burn in the night.
You are my Whisper in the night�
Whispers of the Night� come to me.
eniad 02-08-08