#smallpoems and your whispers seap down traveling not to ears, planted firmly but to gentle crevices hidden against my soul, soft edges where truth ha
#smallpoems
and your whispers seap down
traveling not to ears, planted firmly
but to gentle crevices hidden against
my soul, soft edges
where truth has yet unfold
into holes of harmony
a cork of cacophony
build a solace of silence
in truth now known



