Revolt

Your look
is glistening
with
closed eyes
I am listening
Your voice
is muted
still I see,
diluted,
the key
to truths
and stories
fairylike
Greek
mythologies

The whole
of my life
a question mark
With doubt
I stride
through
the sightings
of life
my only grip
the authorship
of writings
postmarked
by the lightening
of heart

Your look
is glistening
with
closed eyes
I am listening
to a path
unfolding
no more
secrets
it's holding

In your gaze
I feel like
the core
is precised,
love
is life sized
and
narration
revolutionized

MotherHustler