Whispers.

Whispers trying to reach her fragile mind, She ignored the gossip, She didn't care when she was in his strong arms, Kissing his warm, demanding lips, She felt free like wanting to climb a tree, Like her inner child was running free, She laughed out loud and felt the sweet joy. He had boyish dark, brown eyes, Like the dawn breaking through the moody skies, She knew he liked to tell lies, She loved him with her passion so wild, Her emotions sizzling with her excitement of notions, Of his cold exterior changing to a hot humid climate, When the blazing sun would heat their bodies Into a lather of steaming sweat, The world became a better place, She loved his black hair flopping across his fresh face, They met every night in his plain one room flat, They created magic like it was their own palace. She was a young woman that suffered darkness everyday, That emerged like weeds from the soil, Unsightly, unwanted and useless, But every night he made her life right Like she shone like the stars and moon's shimmering light, This was her happiest time, When everything in the world would rhyme. But in the pub every evening he would sit with his friends, She heard the whispers of him mocking her, And ignoring her in the tense atmosphere Like her heart been pierced with a spear, He made their relationship a secret, But when he left his gift in her womb, He completely turned away from her, Her daughter was born beautiful, just perfect, She felt important and that her life mattered, He never acknowledged their daughter, she was shattered, Now his only daughter visits his grave with flowers, She understands her father was full of fear, Love was an enemy and was banished, He lost everything that was never dear to him, The secret is his beautiful, compassionate daughter, She promise's to be her father's heart and soul, To live life without bitterness and fear, Her love for her father is her tears.