Words

You found my words, hidden amongst the trees
 
They drew you in
 Rooted you to the spot
 Kept you near
 
You desired them
 Coveted them
 
They came to be as oxygen to your lungs
 
They spilled from me, always
 From my mind, through my fingers, out on to the page
 The paper
 The screen
 Though never from my lips
 
You would have them though
 It was …. Inevitable …. Necessary
 
“Tell me” you demanded softly
 “Give me the words”
 
I couldn’t
 Not those ones
 Not the ones you wanted to hear
 
But you were patient
 You were kind
 You pushed slowly, surely
 
And I was safe with you
 Wasn’t I?
 
And a word, one word, slipped from my lips
 Then another
 
You encouraged
 “Place them together
 Side by side for me
 Use them
 Speak them as a sentence”
 
I couldn’t, shouldn’t
 (Hesitation and traffic cones piling up inside my head)
 
“Give me the words …. babygirl” you soothed
 
And despite the warnings in my head …. I fell
 In to you, through you
 
You caught me with your words and carried me off in to the night
 
I didn’t look back
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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