Far Away

I want to give you

The most beautiful words in the world

To hold in your heart

And keep on a cold day

When my voice is far too far away.

I want you to listen to their beat

And hear the beat of my heart

And realize

That it is metered and steady and true

Unlike that which is in front of you.

I want you to taste these words

On your tongue

Savoring their depth

And feeling how they form

In small crevices

Fractal caverns:

Infinite possibilities in those spaces.

And on your lips as they pass, heavy as the air they touch, I want you

To feel my kiss

As I whisper to you

The most beautiful words I know

The ones which describe you

And the deepest feelings

That cannot be confined to letters

And to syllables

Grammar

Syntax

Dialect.

Those ones

That I hold in the quiet haven

Of my silent, steady heart, I wish

That you too might know.