Instinctively, words know how to find your heart and touch it. Not because they know your heart, but because your heart recognises the words.
It knows their song, their pain and sorrow, their love and sweetnes, their healing touch. Your heart reads words, listens to feeling on paper, because it feels accepted.
They blend all things unknown into a peaceful feeling, create the turmoil of your confessed fear, they fuse your mind and intuition into the vortex of your soul.
They heal, confuse, confess, reject, require, ask, reveal.