Words

they caress

the battered chords

that make up

my being

slowly strumming

my every curve

every dotted line

they drip like liquid

down into

the deepest part

of me

your words

collect

like raindrops

and fill

my once empty soul

13 thoughts on “Words

  1. Sigh… this really speaks to the musician and writer in me… words have this power to touch our deepest places… this is beautiful, CC. I love it! ❤

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