The endless possibilities of your words
have become spellbinding to me...
I never want to taste enough,
but forever crave them more.
I am connected now to you,
and the language only you can speak.
I delight in the journey of walking through your words;
surveying the ever changing scenery
of an often kindred heart.
I am captivated by the colors that you so beautifully create-
I hold my breath to take more in...
more of you, more of your world.
You invite me to observe the artwork
you have painted oh, so vividly...
And I stand in awe of your abilities...
When your words become dark, I can lose myself
in your mystifying creations...
when your words are deep, I can fall into them;
absorb them...
and emerge a little wiser to your way of thinking...
Your pain speaks to me,
sometimes even screams to me-
I've felt your tears become my own.
Still, I've come to welcome the comfort of your honesty-
whatever it may be.
I will say though, it can be more than haunting
when it seems you share my mind, my heart...
and you so brilliantly put it on display.
And when your words are full of romance,
I could stay in them forever-
I'll admit, I may envy just a little.
Still, as much, I leave inspired.
You have opened my sometimes uncertain eyes
to the beauty that still lives in this
crazy, confused existence.
You have given my heart something to hold...
I feel alive inside your world;
at home among your words.
