Words

words like clouds

melt in and out of each other

taking shape

and trailing away

 

I can taste their sharpness

their salty sadness

their acrid rage

their musty lust

their rotting grief and sadness

their honeyed happy

their cotton candy hope so light

 

I love words

I love the way they taste and feel as they roll off the tongue

I love how they express the nuances and are a journey

 

words are the inside of me

on the outside

 

 

 

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