MY writings and rambling!

[kiss_armyman1]

Here is the first one.

Whispers by: Scott Carr aka Kiss_armyman1

When the sunlight breaks through the window, in the morning, I long to hear your whisper.
Good morning love , your hair a mess ,the sleep in your eyes, I long to hear your whisper.
The gentle touch of your arm around me, your first sigh of the day, I long to hear you whisper.
The laughter of the kids in the other room, who awoke to soon, I long to hear you whisper.
Knowing the words are true , my heart would explode , I long to hear you whisper.

I long to hear you whisper , those words my heart so desperatly need to hear
I love you.......................where are those whispers?
I guess they will wash away with my tears.

[kiss_armyman1]

You didnt like that how bout this a little darker. Razor sharp,Cold steel, You say I cant feel,

I feel the warmth,the life starts to flow

Why do I have to hurt,Just to make you know?

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When the warmth flows from me,When I reach out will you be there?

When my eyes begin to close,Will I see the sun through your golden hair?

Will you even know , or even care?

When my last breath comes,will you be there

to see my endless stare?

When..... When.....
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or this......

Who I Am.

I wish ,I could write lyrics, to make the world , want to sing along.

If only ,I were a poet , I could write the words ,to make lonely lovers, still long for one another.

Last time I checked my collar was still blue , neither a hero ,nor a prophet will I ever be.



Just an ole country boy, who wears his heart on his sleeve for the world to see.

Nothing special about me ,just wishing for love in the world,and a winning set of lotto numbers.

I just hope daily , that the ones I care for,will never doubt,always know how much I do care.

I look back on my youth, and how special that time was ,and knowing it can never be that way again.



I watch my kids , growing up in a world so uncertain,and just wishing they could have a childhood like I had.

When your neighbors, were like family,Santa was real, and the best taste on earth was ice cold cherry Kool-Aid.

Hold your memories,and your loved ones , like there is no tomorrow .......... because there may not be one.



By Scott C.