Gentle , warming sweet solace expressions of your heart in speech. For so long it was the silent air , the only antidote. Hidden was the remedy of voice. Touch thought to be the only solution, a heart can fool the soul it misleads a soul can break free, and live. Only then. Only now. In despair, life is here, the breath of voice, the tone of loss. Emotion can't fake, emotion can break Where is the comfort? Hold my hand. I desire a vocal dance.
i'll love you anyhow.. wow. (:
ReplyDeleteit's the same dream i have.. won't he come back? this poem is so sweet, simple, yet powerful.. romantic, aine, see? all your poems.. they're not dark as you told me.. in fact underneath all that sadness, disappointment, fear and unsurity, there is hope.. it shines like a light through your poem.. (: you write really well my dear..
-mena