Words are inadequate
Yet I crave them.
I want them to caress
My ears
My heart
My soul
To linger in my mind
And tickle my emotions.
Words are like wine
But more intoxicating.
I’m addicted to them
Their beauty
Their simplicity
Their intricacy
The way they dance in my head
And twirl on my feelings.
Yet I crave them.
I want them to caress
My ears
My heart
My soul
To linger in my mind
And tickle my emotions.
Words are like wine
But more intoxicating.
I’m addicted to them
Their beauty
Their simplicity
Their intricacy
The way they dance in my head
And twirl on my feelings.




Ruby-Paige-Rose
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