Whisper to me, your withheld words.
You don't have to be a victim of a world unheard.
The way your tongue curved through the blurred lines of your mind,
made me want to jump inside and become intertwined with time.
You never choose to be blind.
Like the reason to my rhymes,
you never declined an invite to dance in the darkness of night.
Whisper in my ear, your deepest desires.
Look into my eyes, slowly fall into the fire.
We must shine brighter.
Hold on tighter to the signals on the wire.
Whisper in my ear, the sweetest melody.
You do not have to be a victim of insincerity.
I wonder if you will see through me,
in this moment of clarity.
You reflected off the waves of the sea,
and apparently, you became a crystallized transparency.
Whisper to me, your fondest memories.
I want to know everything...
(even the words that are trapped in your parentheses.)
Sing to me, a soulful beat.
Embody all the places we could be
as the fires rise in the black pits of my eyes,
swiftly melting from the heat.
- L.G.