I am following her whispers, they're coming closer to me. To tickle my fancy, I like it and want it, to continue to convince me. To climb the highest mountain. And swim across the deep blue sea. As I follow her whispers, chanting to her, I love you into the swirling autumn breeze. Beneath the spreading of its fragrance spray. Convincing me to follow, I shall always agree to stay. To build an exceptional foundation as a testimonial to love. To believe, to trust and obey every word we say. Because we're equally committed, two spirits infusing into one. The equations are quite useful, the division of proof remains as a single number one. We're blending together consistently. Our free spirits will float inside desire.Throughout life, the greatest adventures will unfold, as a spark into a blazing fire. The animation is good for the soul. Our beautiful wishes never grow old. Her whispers maintain a reliable compass, always guiding, leaving footprints in the sand. The intuition follows eagerly, first to observe, then to accept love whenever it can. Let me explain, her whispers are inspected, to determine what the end results will forever be. When approved, I shall always follow, depending on my instincts, I am captured, but still remain free. However, we maintain the freedom to love. Following whispers.
© Daniel Mason