LOVE
BEYOND WORDS
What else do I have but these words
bulbously looped or scrawny
and tall as wind-blown weeds,
these slashes, these vowels
open-mouthed and sometimes closed?
How else can I explain my love
for you except with words that paint
second-rate images of what
cannot be touched or expressed?
Still, I feed the words to blank
sheets and screens and pray they touch
the heart of you where I would like
to think my words are somehow
transformed to a living authenticity.
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