Whispering Softly

Whispering softly so softly as I ask is it here about
The village of the red soil just beyond the ancient gates
The gateways the ruins, is this the same place !
That a while back my manuscript I lost, all that while ago
Searching for it I am, you were here also that long time ago
But your whispering seizes not, calmly
As if a point trying to make not here,  no how
In the silence of the night you were along with me
In a cold moonlit night sleepless we were, whispering quietly
All through the night the silence within enjoying we were
As I spoke truly to you from the pages just written
Recited my words my verses that until then had been lost to us
But words we needed not we had our eyes our hands our senses
No need to amplify he volume within us just one look one touch
A caress from your eyes listening whispering like a flowing river,  flowing by..
With the coming of dawn on your shoulder I lay my head sleeping right through.
Until the rising of the Sun. Our hands thus like reaching for the sky's
Worshipping the Sun, dropping to our knees worshipping the other in turn
Kissing loving wishing those feeling not to ever stop,
As our minds reaches a point of no return back again and again
With the whispering river beckoning to us our hands busy or not
Its imaterial when we have fire in our blood.
I have been here all the time lost I've been not, you are mine am yours
As we go on submerging on those cool waters the river whispering quietly
The emotion of it all, I cried and cried could help not the emotion much to much
With the rising of the moon we thought it really funny
From this spot we had'd moved as we laughed and laughed again
Until tears we did shed from our eyes, kissing again somewhat lost
In the search of the old manuscript that long time ago
Somehow lost the search of never getting old old so old.
Staying as we are now like metamorphosing just like those beings in fables
Of old, never growing old time and again metamorphosing anew
As my hands take his I kiss him again softly
We need not a manuscript we can start anew
As if we were born again and again
With you..
 
                                             Connie James.