My Words
My Words
I have only words to tell
the meanings of my heart--
no glance or touch to guide me to your own.
Other's verses, like an uncle's suit
got second hand
and shaped to other's angles,
resist my heart's intent
don't fit or sound or feel
the way I do.
All my heart intends
slips through their lines
like silver fish
through sea-green nets.
But somehow my heart trusts
my words to shape
your beauty in my mind,
marveling at metaphors of gold and light
that name you rose and sun
and shining star.
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