Syd

Telepathic

 

No need to communicate 
At least not with words 
Similarities 
Clarities...
Unspoken thoughts flow
Like rhymes in a verse


 

This pure state of consciousness
Has no price
Birds of a feather 
In a hazy room together... 
Permanently paired 
Like a Bluetooth device

 

 

The best nights can be ones
Where no words are spoken 
Telepathic
Sympathetic...
The doors of our minds
Are forever open