In a poem

 
In a poem truths are hidden,
silently waiting to be read,
perhaps you don't want them revealed,
but you need to see them shared.
Your heart, tired and weary
beats slow for yearnings of sincere love,
that poem will be your sacred shelter,
a refuge you find in its path.
It is a sale of dreams and illusions,
that takes you away from your harsh reality,
guiding you to those moments and passions,
where love is more than mere truth.
Words that do not fall at random,
but form a beautiful contour,
in that poem you find your place,
uniting verses into a single ornament.