All of my secrets rush through my lips in a whisper.
Though they are spoken aloud, they are heard by my ears only
and are illuminated with each breath.
My words of truth laced with fate
continue to escape.
Promises ring through the air
and they are bright there, right there,
carved into each star
awaiting the inevitable blooming sensation
and sealing what is to come, to show how
wonderful things truly are.