Not all of lovers need the feel

of love's first kiss

when souls speak much louder when they embrace.

Not all tales told need to be etched 

on brittle yellowed paper

when they have been heard on whispered tongues.

Not all hearts are meant to be saved

nor all lies to be broken.

Not all vessels need filling

nor all fires need kindling.

Not all shadows ache to be

led into the light

when darkness speaks into one's soul.

Just let it be,

let it be,

not every soul desires saving.