*There is a voice that enlists itself
To exclusivity, and is patient.
One that never knew the tongue,
But just the heart.
There is a voice that heeds,
And heeds only to your eyes.
There is a darkness somewhere,
That is an origin of light.
Lean to it. It deserves
Your celebrated silence.
It deserves your soul.
It deserves itself, its true.
It deserves...
...your love.*
© 2015 J.S.P.
May 16, 2015
May 16, 2015 at 9:31 AM UTC
*There is a voice that enlists itself
To exclusivity, and is patient.
One that never knew the tongue,
But just the heart.
There is a voice that heeds,
And heeds only to your eyes.
There is a darkness somewhere,
That is an origin of light.
Lean to it. It deserves
Your celebrated silence.
It deserves your soul.
It deserves itself, its true.
It deserves...
...your love.*
© 2015 J.S.P.
