2/29/2008

to his own word

to his own word

i know he's there

breathing away far away

when i heard his voice out loud

and somehow i trust his word

only in his heart

believing in spirit

yet

i believe in his own word

when he converse me

in his sweetest despair

as i stood listening to your thoughts

through your unspoken expressionn

almost like a diary

but his silent eyes

they are born a twinkle

and now i realize

he's reading my soul....

5 comments:

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

lovely!

floots said...

beautifully romantic
thank you

iamnasra said...

if love will birth such emotions ..that is love

Kai C. said...

thank you

Mizrepresent said...

Oh, i love that! He is reading my soul!