Devoid Of Poetry
Where are the words, where are they, when you feel your heart swelling, reacting, in ways that just need to be shared?
When you embrace vulnerability and open yourself up to things of beauty and awe.
Inhale them, take them all in and give something back in return.
To find the words, the language.
Your voice.
Is to tell the world how you feel and let the roughness of passion and the gentle kiss of honesty become your truth.
