Thursday, December 2, 2010


Words that cannot be spoken
like the blind that cannot see.
But just tho it cant be seen
or said
doesnt mean
its not lingering.
Chanting its powers
upon young hearts.
Like an addiction
that traps
and holds tightly
in its fates.
More than a ravenous soul
can burden or bear.
But as a gift
from heaven alone
in the form of a feeling
as latent
and gentle as the wind.
Touched by an angel
and forever more.

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