Love alone is not enough,
Nor will it ever be,
In all for it to ferry through,
It needs beyond the eyes to see
To listen to sounds not made
Whispered by voiceless screams,
In the temple of our head,
Birthing visions that some call dreams.
... We are taught, talk less say more,
Words unspoken say it all,
In hearts whereby they bore
A pathways towards ones soul.
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pathways towards one's soul, good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and vote.