The Whispers Of My Heart Poem by Marivel Guzman

Smile to the sky
To the morning breeze,
touch it with your love
and give some of your warm.

My thoughts are with you,
my essence is all around
My love, feel my soul
caressing every inch of you.

The whispers of my love
will reach you to the other side,
think on me, as if you need
my breath to live.

Hold me close to your mind,
make my heart one with yours,
every atom of my being belongs to you
as the flower to the bee.

No, these are not Rumi's lines
this is my heart pouring out to yours
This is my heart blending with the wind
As the cords plays the violin.

The windy breeze travels to the south,
the echoes of love only floats
blending as it moves around,
in a recon whirlwind. For you alone.

When you hear the echoes of the wind
catch a glimpse, hold it tight
as the hair wraps in your hand
softly untangle one by one.

Feel the playful melody swings
the leaves on the felt,
graciously dancing falling off
as the winter presence feels

Be the cold with me
As the winter is the snow,
keep me cuddle to your chest
as the baby to his mother breast

Every fiber of me vibrates
like the harp's song escapes
when is touched by the muse
that makes her sing

Feels the music, touch the sky
breath me in, feels the breeze
And listen carefully
the Whispers of my heart.