As if it could be any other way…

Savoring the sublime through language

experiencing the true through language

Feeling the heart race at the right word

a pulse flutters at such uttered language

exhausted yet engaging lyricality

beholden to the subtlety of language

Delightful to listen to the silence

as though that isn’t the first language

But in ecstasy embrace the words

for that penetrating love is language

nighttime sighing

how often this way

with poetry