She rummaged around in my soul,
as though looking for a pen in a handbag,
and i was left wondering
how words had such a power over my being.
Left drained and fulfilled
Life's intentions bloomed inside me
and at once i felt at home in a darkened room.
Do not panic,
please breathe deep,
I beg you to hold your tongue,
I too have words to speak,
no one to listen,
and little faith in Prophecy.
Feb 17, 2013
Feb 17, 2013 at 11:20 PM UTC
She rummaged around in my soul,
as though looking for a pen in a handbag,
and i was left wondering
how words had such a power over my being.
Left drained and fulfilled
Life's intentions bloomed inside me
and at once i felt at home in a darkened room.
Do not panic,
please breathe deep,
I beg you to hold your tongue,
I too have words to speak,
no one to listen,
and little faith in Prophecy.
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