Woman of Words

Let your words spill out of me

Words that I write alone

On your back in the dark

Words like fruits I pluck from your eyes

Words that shine on the silver

Of your moon skin.

Let them enclose me like your

Arms on a dark street

Till there is nothing else

But words and you and me.

Let your words drown my memories

Lead me to newer lands with shores of hope

Where I find you smiling at every corner

And the trees utter your secrets

With silent words.

Let me be your empty page to conquer

Let my lines spell freedom for your winged words

And I will plant my words

Like kisses on your tired eyes

Watch the tendrils bloom into flowers

And roots fasten themselves down

Into your warm bosom.

And with words, we will

Paint pictures that speak

Sing our songs to reach the sky

With words, we shall brave

Sliver of serpent tongues

Trapeze and traverse this trepid time

Till there is nothing else

But words and you and me.