If I asked you to love a woman
who is made of nothing physical
would you know how to hold her?
Could you work your hands
around her words
and say with truth
that you understand what you're holding?
A yarn can be so much more beautiful
than a body, if you know how to listen
how to wrap your lips
around a thought
that's only half-formed
and lend your tongue to an idea;
taste it; let it fizzle on your breath.
A silver tongue is worth more than gold
and with it, we weave a myriad of pictures
I paint mirages; heady, hazy
and the heat waves capture
A thought is more enticing
than the letters that a tongue traces.
If you're going to spell something for me
spell me your past.
Let it seep out
in the way you sing your songs
in the stories that you tell to strangers
and in how long it takes you
to tell me you love me.