Language

This sweet affair with words liberates and stimulates imagination as it soars, Wind for wings of the heart, the mind gracious compensation for the limits of our souls that I cannot share my eyes or any sense through which this dense vessel has come to know beauty, truth and the very same which brings the wrestling match propelling my souls pinions to negotiate the gravity of this reality But Love defies its laws and renders this infatuation woefully inadequate even vulgar and speaks only through words unutterable tears unshed aches unsoothed wounds not bled Silence.