When Words Fly

“verba volant, littera scripta Manet “

Sometimes words

can bend one’s mind

even by ones own hand

so when

the inked painted strokes

are spilled out on a page

we’ll forever remain

indissoluble through

years breaking

the shackles of time

So lets put it in ink

before we forget

~

So don’t blame the pen

for spilling my ink

across the map of your flesh

Or chasing midnight dreams

as whimpers of wind

harbor wild dreams

as moonlit magic moments

blossom in chaos

Unveiling your

radiance lost in echoes

and whispered melodies

When I sing my

soulful melody of need

for your are strong

yet softly feminine

a delicate being

for me to hold

~

And words cannot

describe nor define

the joy you bring

with your beautiful abundance

Just as your own words

burn upon my soul

and stain my body