Between Echoing Whispers Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Listening to the electricity of an inner energy as
music glistens, taking every particle and fiber in-
to a vibrant and pleasurable joy of being.

Exiting, exhilarating inner desires, filling me with
a purpose, enticing fulfillment of inner needs, being
tortured by the emptiness and loneliness.

Going throughout it all, knowing life must continue any-
way, softly, gently, finding a place between the echoing
whispers of your fading words of love.

Wanting to hear your every word, listening intently
for you to come, but your whispers are getting fainter
with every passing day.