Tonight the wind is blowing the sand across the desert like I've never seen before. The tumble weeds are dancing and spinning cart wheels like crazed children. It is not a night to be gazing at the stars. Instead, it is a night to speak in whispers and send them across the miles to you. You, who are in a place far from home. You, who cannot feel the passionate touches or taste the sweet kisses of a devoted heart. To you, I send the whispers that my heart speaks. Although you are too far from me to hear them, perhaps you can feel the whispers of my heart through my words. A whisper is a feeling, a dream, a longing that you hold within the depths of your very being. I have written to you in whispers, the not so obvious words of my heart. You have responded, if only in passing. When alas we speak in whispers while holding each other, that will be the moment when time will rest. The anticipation and the wonder will have left us. The knowing will replace the curiosity. It is during that moment when we shall "know" one another and we shall begin to make decisions about the moments that will follow. How patient are "we" who have sought out a kindred heart that held whispers for only us. We are of the special ones. The ones who do not speak in haste, who do not give ourselves away, but only give of ourselves to those who pass. We, who have spent a lifetime on a journey. A journey that has led us to here. 'We" are now at a place that harbors no secrets, where faces, dreams, lives and whispers are revealed to us in curious ways; ways that we could not imagine while in our youth. We can cause our dreams to become realities, faces seem familiar even if they are truly not, lives intermingle and whispers are felt instead of heard. What a wonderfully unpredictable journey we are on. Each morning that I awake and find a note from you, a new whisper is left upon my heart and I know that my journey to know you has only just begun. I shall continue to send to you the whispers of my heart even past the moment when I "know" you; for it will be at that moment when my heart shall begin to beat in whispers; whispers that are held only for you.
With kisses for your heart and dreams for your spirit,
I write for you...