No Other Words But These
Now I taste what sweet words
drip like honey upon my tongue.
Written words like these are a kiss on the lips
they are words of truth.
From the pages To you
I whisper these secrets in your ear.
They are Sufficient to hear
,but loud is this that speaks to ones soul.
Your Reflection isn’t the beginning
Nor is it the end of what will come to pass.
Copyright © Matthew Robison | Year Posted 2008
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