Deep in the Heart

It is so long, long ago now

Time; the great healer

Has rendered its part

But still in the waning

Of echoes and shadows

I feel your whisper

Held deep in my heart

Vexed by the kiss of a memory

Mulled by the passing

Of autumns and spring

Sometimes at night

By the soft firelight

Deep in my heart

I feel your whispering

Back when love was a rosebud

Virgin; un-weathered

Before Time’s rendered part

We loved as the petals

Fell from the flower

Shaping the whispers

Held deep in the heart

© Janet Martin