Words Like Lovers
The words are
intimate as lovers
in my arms;
I taste each sound
gently in my mouth,
rolled around on
tip of tongue;
try them on for size
one by one,
tracing their shapes
with tender care;
guard them
jealously against
reproach, and
hold them closely
to my heart in
the deep of night.
If not to remember,
then at least to declare,
in this moment:
I felt this.
I was here.
Copyright © A.M. Demotte | Year Posted 2022
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