Let me dance with words
Every little thing I write on those walls
Making an art without a noise
Singing with my imaginary voice
I don’t blame God for making me low
He still offered me the sweetest word of law
                                                                                     

I heard your voice
It was strong
I was afraid
I let it go

Tables of rock
Written with words
I was trembling
I let it lost
(i am wishing to hear it for once more, before i am gone! )
                                                                                                                      By Lori Jj