I wish I could read minds. I wish I could crawl into the skin of others and make my home in their hearts. I wish I could take the pain of the world away. I wish I could silence thoughts and slow down speeding trains with rushing hearts. I wish I could breathe the secrets of life into the dead. I wish I could calm the raging wars of seas. I wish I had a million years to live. I wish I were immortal. I wish. I wish. I am but a poet with many words unspoken and letters yet used. There are many more unfinished sentences to come, fooling everyone with ending periods. If only one read the unwritten lines between blank spaces. The hidden messages, conveying truth as pure as salt with its sweet bitter taste.