Wednesday, January 7, 2009

"Words"

You can call me your comfort zone
as you rest your head on me.
You can call me when you feel the need
to talk your troubles out.
You can scream and rant at me
if it makes you feel better.

I have but words
and they stumble
upon your tongue

You can hold me, hug me
when the cold night air blows.
You can slam me into the wall
to cushion your thoughtless swerve.
You can be my sun, my light, my life
as I gravitate to the hum of your core.

I have but words
and they echo
unheard in silence

You can remake yourself
yet all I need is the person within
You can redeem yourself
yet all is already forgiven
You can fly unfettered
and all I need is your return

I have but words
and they stumble ...
Like me

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