Silent truth

 

And a thousand eyes smile for those who know what love is.

Such a smile could never be traced over lips.

For lips they show emotion as gates to guarded words.

As barriers to the unspoken breath.

 

But the eyes, the eyes, the eyes, the eyes.

Are not indulged such a protection.

Shining silently like stars.

A light adorns their gentleness.

 

Contortions of the face may turn like planets round two suns.

Semblance is a trick of feature, but eyes can never deceive.

Therefore all that passes from breath to lip is whisper in the dark.

The only tone of truth there is, can be stammered with a blink.

 

GT 09/02/14