Wednesday, March 20, 2013

A love poem.


And if I laid my words for you
S i d e  b y  s i d e
Would they hug the world
tight enough?
If only I could measure the decibels of your voice
Catch them as they f
                               a
                                  l
                                     l
from your lips
             And store them in a vile to drink when I feel I have run out of words. And
darling, if there ever was a drought that
drained the oceans
I'd cup the vile of loving words I saved to your lips
Till the fish spoke
Of     kissing     their     sweetness.

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