Saturday, October 2, 2010

This Poets Quote #12

It's raining within a soul... Wind is upon ones neck.. words taste moistened lips lighten weight upon ones breast... What once was cold finds refuge of warmth. Heaven imagined in the sky yet here too upon this earth. Silence an unspoken language which tongue truly rests in time. Subliminal message invading one's mind...

(C) logicalpoetist October 2010