Whispers

It was always you I felt in my heart

Who whispered, “You’re safe. You’ve come home.” 

I lay my head on your chest, so that I can feel your rythym 

And I whisper back, “No matter what it seemed, a love like ours could never truly come undone.” 

A flower resting, as seen in summertime, England. © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography

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