I whipped this one up quickly.
Words
Again, again, the air between.
What be it to take its place.
The words they flow so beautifully,
Flipping through that air between.
Making themselves heard to it.
But what do they say?
Words do they play?
Again the words may warn and scorn...
But time they bring good news...
They are heard as being nice, and courteous, and fun...
Listening, one can surely hear the words...
Now down from their flight and nestled in the ear...
The words begin to decipher what is meant to hear...
To tell the truth of mind and soul...
It is the beginning of what will be one whole...
The heart hath also given the words its love...
For the most important thing the words had spoke of...
The heart is ready to allow to be felt...
What one must guess, but those who know have no doubt.
Fini
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