My pulse was racing through a world of fear
A frantic beat too harsh for me to hear
It shook like storms too heavy to come near
A restless drum that only cried sincere
Then came your whisper—quiet slow refined
A sound that soothed the tremoring confined
My racing heartbeat softened then aligned
And found in you the rhythm it designed
Your words flowed warm against the shaking air
A comfort touching places stripped and bare
Each whisper held a courage I could wear
And healed the fractures tangled in despair
So whisper when my pulse forgets its grace
When inner storms begin their frantic chase
For in your breath my heart resumes its pace—
A steady beat you gently help replace