© T B Jackson
They're only words and flow with ease
Displayed for everyone to see
Descriptive terms, a passion shared
An open heart, a soul that's bared
They tell the tales of love and loss
Of passion and of paths once crossed
The true desires held deep inside
Revealed to all and opened wide
So tell me why, I can't explain
When by your side no words remain
They leave me like a summer breeze
I flounder, lost on weakened knees
They're only words, but can't be said
And so I write them down instead
In cryptic style and hope you see
And pray these words bring you to me
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