• Untitled...Due To Words

    And still I lay here
    Thinking of You
    Wanting to write
    Something profound
    Something so delicious
    It squirts in my mouth
    Full taste
    Full touch
    On my tongue
    Replacing words
    Not fit for the moment
    And it is her they wish they could describe.
    Words envious of her being
    Being no way used to her being.
    She is reduced
    And magnified
    To a sound
    A simple vibration
    That is felt
    And heard
    No words
    No room for pretentious education
    In the form of
    Useless vocabulary of the clever
    And lonely.

    The loved need no degree
    No diploma
    No certificate
    Of approval
    Of acceptance
    Need no validation
    No recommendation
    No words are even in this poem.

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    Location:Virginia Beach, VA


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