There's beauty in the telling baby
So tell me what you know
For only the things we truly know
Can we speak of in any measure of sincerity
Speak to me
As if it were the last day anyone knew you existed
And there was something you learned along the way
That we needed to know
Tell me what more lies behind your eyes
It can't just be blue and white
Tell me what you fear
Tell me what you love
Show me where your heart is going
And let me see it too
Show me where your mind wonders
So I can know you
Because we own these stories
And of all I know
I know
There are people out there with just as much or more to share
And I want to feel the
Beauty
In
The
Telling
1 comment:
i really like this poem, Catie, my love.
I can't wait to see you!!
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