Whisper

A hush of a whisper pierces the silence
Feel the blood rush into your face...
A sensory overload invades the calm,
As if electricity hung on to air.

Stares reach nothing else but limpid pools,
Trying all but looking away, you realize...
Trapped in a bliss of dreams
Seeking no escape from such sweet rapture.

A jolt back to reality hits with adamant clarity,
but nothing will ever change that effervescent moment.
Where a mere whisper becomes a resonant memory.
But we all know its not the whisper that matters...

But what was whispered...