Posted in My Poetry

Who needs drugs when we have words?

Things that drip off our soul in the dark of night
Beautiful like stars they shine for us
Grasping, flailing I seek them
Lovingly I reach for them, but their dance is ever lasting
I cannot hold them
Yet I feel them in the air
Breathing in
Breathing out
I taste them
I’m alive with them
Only for a moment
Do I share a dance with them
A partnership that will move a lifetime
I want to be in their embrace
Because all I am is theirs
The silence is unbearable without them
So let them drip off my soul
And drink from my hope
They’re calling for me


lover of words

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