he knows his way with words
he manages to take me to places
with every conception of sentences he makes
i stay seated on my place
consummately delighting in his utterance
and unknowingly,
i am transferred to somewhere else,
wandering and savoring the destination
no matter how gloomy the day is,
he knows exactly the right words
to lift up my mood and make everything okay
his words are the bandages to my wounds,
the sun glasses when the sun shines so bright,
and the umbrella when the skies cry
his words are all I have now and
i’ll treasure these until he finally
finds his way back to me
until he finds his voice
to speak these words to me
once more
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC
he knows his way with words
he manages to take me to places
with every conception of sentences he makes
i stay seated on my place
consummately delighting in his utterance
and unknowingly,
i am transferred to somewhere else,
wandering and savoring the destination
no matter how gloomy the day is,
he knows exactly the right words
to lift up my mood and make everything okay
his words are the bandages to my wounds,
the sun glasses when the sun shines so bright,
and the umbrella when the skies cry
his words are all I have now and
i’ll treasure these until he finally
finds his way back to me
until he finds his voice
to speak these words to me
once more
