Somewhere in-between joy an depression
Right before numbness and full of confusion
I found words that could melt ice____
Felt their delicate curves, the texture and taste
Left in my mouth
Yet once spoken the words lost all meaning
Lost or taken for granted
Forever unused crackers going stale in the back of the cabinet
No hope of a future other than that of all broken, once spoken, phrases
Having realized this and its always bitter harvest
I felt betrayed by the world and sympathetic to
The words
But found with time they
Were incapable of feeling the same
Creating little but boredom
The light shone, words were a falsehood,
A magnificent façade a glamour a touch
Of sweet in a bitter world of cold, but
They are not warmth, not fire nor
Sun, a flicker a night light bright shock
At most and incomprehensibly dull in
Themselves
But who’s lips and tongue touched
Them moist and loving not even caring
About the words spoken the feeling placed
In them, the cozy comforting touch
On you heart as you listen
Goosebumps
Shiver
Never felt so loved
*****this is about words and poetry and such... the differences between trying to express emotions that mean something and writing for beauty's sake... i dont know when i added that last line, and im not sure i like it.*****
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