When we don't speak
All signals are clear
As if undistorted by matters
Of heart's flesh and
Ego's transparent frailty.
Whether close as Siamese Lovers
Or a whole world apart; I have the
Password to the Wi-Fi of your soul.
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 2:57 AM UTC
When we don't speak
All signals are clear
As if undistorted by matters
Of heart's flesh and
Ego's transparent frailty.
Whether close as Siamese Lovers
Or a whole world apart; I have the
Password to the Wi-Fi of your soul.
