Poezja

Your penetrating glance does silence my words
when it goes far beyond the surface
and here I have got to deviate from my own will
when you take me to an unknown space of time,
to a place where people still believe in love
and do swear true to each other for eternity,
even do reach past every inability,
to find something much greater
than the pain coming through the years,
and where I do learn to again try and trust.