whispered into my ears
Inkblots and paper
wrote upon my heart
A confession
of friendship
of love
Echoed the song of my soul
And as always
There were no words
posted on 11:42:00 PM
chreestyn said...
you may have few words to utter, perhaps not because you possess not the power of using them but because words could not suffice, words could not give justice to all that surmounts your being... not many people understand you, perhaps i too am ignorant of who you truly are... but maybe because we do not deserve to see, to know, to understand the person of majesty residing within you