Rich in his words,
Soft in his tone.
There is no ear he cannot woo,
And no eye that will not persue.
But it is not the words he speaks that gathers the senses,
Nor the sweet smile that delights their sight.
It is the built in chambers, the living pump,
The ‘Humble Factory’ is the true delight.
A fat lump of muscle,
The oxygen canal.
The adoration for relations,
Morality’s lost voice.
It works to join, not to split,
Breaking bonds only to strengthen others,
Dare to sway the path in which it works,
It knows you, revealing your lost colours.
Communication
The ability to say and be heard is a gift. Inspiring - Just Bein' Lady A
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