Words Are Most Beautiful
Between love’s first glance and passion’s kiss,
Words fill the void, the space.
Impatient note transferred in class;
a clumsy, tearstained sonnet wrote
when ‘I love you’ seemed not enough;
the witnessed promises we made;
then whispered amatory kept.
The indescribable described.
Copyright © Terry Miller | Year Posted 2025
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