untitiled

Written by: john. M diketane

Like I single note played to perfection she sings my soul to life.. Every time I reminisce of
 the echoes’ that do play in my mind, like the melody of a  sweet tune sang to a deaf man
 to have his hearing reconceived by the sound of her glorious voice that do sound  the 
laughter’s of a thousand angels each time she speaks. So please do not be silent but 
remain smiling while you stare into my being with those eyes that remain the source of 
light for the stars that these pilgrimage fools pass by and trade glory for beauty. It is 
these quiet times that my heart ponders away with its own dreams even though we 
share you and my mind seem to always go together until I can only find you in my dreams