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I heard my name whispered

in a thousand breezes,

as the waves lapped the shore,

as the moonlight illuminated the night.

I thought I recognized the voice,

But it was a whisper,

Who could be sure?

Perhaps it was someone I know,

or perhaps,

someone I don’t know yet,

but whose soul searches for mine

as mine searches for theirs.

The whisper is lovely,

And allows me to dream the peaceful dream,

Of laying beside someone who won’t let me go.

Contentment

In the knowing that I can hear it.