Jen Juice

I’ve often thought of music as the underlying piece of the puzzle
But not often enough have I seen the beauty
In looking back at the featuresque sky that embraces me
Like the tongue grazing my peaked neck
The embodiment stated and shied
Away like the whisper cradling my hand
And so be it..he said.
The nature of the unsaid
And the realization of the said….
We all have a right…
To hear
and like that sacred thought
we share
it’s a right to believe
and BELIEVE
without fear….

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