In Words
To feel through the pages as if time stood still
To make the heart skip a beat
To feel the wetness from tear soak cheeks
In words that come by the eyes that make us weep
In fleeting thoughts to scribe down
Before thoughts are lost to winds howl
To tremble in fright with such delight
Shutter the legs from that longing ~
of romantic bliss
Words secrete arousal of the mind ~
were imagination is endless in the pen
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