! ! ! Whispers Tangle The Web In Hide! ! !

the whispers still tangle the web in hide across the green of the deep cornfield waking the upkeep by the voices over the years jingling tone on the rungs of awful grin yet heard night when dying deep by the rain of silence wordless words of innocence never be despised Pretext of love yet reasons all the blue entwined hiding all the clouds averred from the purple plume Oh it is dazzling here again in long night I come away in a heartbeat thought ingenious flows onto the yonder pane like rain water into the memoirs of the night the moist darkness over the green leaves the rain drops sleeks away from the leaf tip yet it bestirs the clenching hand to bow down the green meadow smooches with the wet shadow I still remember the gone bye days hanging over swing sky when blazes the glory of rain by the songs from core the gleams of love overshadow the morn intoned