I am in love with words
silent words
my pleasure wrapped in her words
she is the words she writes
words that sing to me
in still moments
I submerge myself
in the words she writes
her words
become my words
though she may never know
and if she knew
would she not laugh
to see this old fool a slave to words
her words
or would she not take in hand her voodoo pen
to taunt me tease me tantalize me with
words
words
words
Carole~
Love Always,
Chanti Lace xoxoox
...the words are mystic
they are heard in the bones
as drumbeats...
Always a pleasure Gene
Peace,
Dayvid
Anna
Words Words Words...they are delish!!
May I cast a spell of my words on you too?
Can I spill some rhythm and some rhyme too?
Can we read together and experience the nectarous rolls
off our tongues too?
Am I asking for to much?
Word Passioneer(s)
Vickie
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
Christine
but none quite like this, Gene,
uniqely wrought, romantic and confessional.
John