I am not a word wright.
Nor clever riddle-smith.
I am more like Lenny,
Speak \'till mouse is stiff.
I hold the mist so careful,
To peek the ghosts inside.
Whisper to inspire,
But understanding hides.
Closeness so damn slippery!
The further that I reach,
The more alone I tend to be,
Forever, silence preach.