These words are for you
They are the words you'll never know
Between these pages,
Whispers
The fated words I breathed
When I was certain you couldn't hear
Spattered ink
Preserved forever
To be devoured by one who wishes the words were theirs
You will read the pages
And think they are for another
You will never dream that
You could be the source
Of such wonder
Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 11:39 PM UTC
These words are for you
They are the words you'll never know
Between these pages,
Whispers
The fated words I breathed
When I was certain you couldn't hear
Spattered ink
Preserved forever
To be devoured by one who wishes the words were theirs
You will read the pages
And think they are for another
You will never dream that
You could be the source
Of such wonder
Just a little draft that I intend to pick apart later this week!
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