Words

Noise, sound, together, one

Why not motions I see but sounds I here

Today in this time I feel 

I feel, twisted and scorned

Why did he let go, to those words I know

They needed to be saved, used to let me feel,

Needed. Off in the air they go, though

Why do I need these words so

I have to hear them, but they do more to me, I can feel them.

I sit here and wait for them, to be surrounded by them, and him.

Why, how can I be so patient, is it the, no it can't be

Still I sit here and wait, want, yearn, for what it is I want

Does anyone know, do I know, what I want

Why, I think not.

So still I sit here, Waiting for those precious words.