Sometimes I am a
poet
Infinite words, images
Full and sweet in my moist lips
Give vague expression
To the tedious untouchable
Dwellings of my soul
But sometimes I am speechless
There are no words
To hint revelation
Of the burning, itching, spinning
Whirlpool within
I am silent
Bitter, hollow, emptiness
Void biting my tongue
Mind convulsing
Desperately searching
Every worded thought
Explicitly, shamefully, meaningless
I can find no words enough
To whisper the immense unmeasured emotion
Single notion lost in eternity
I would rather feel it
And you not know it
Than degrade its significance
I cannot show it
Even in my kiss
My body's fullness
The love
The apology
The love
The futility
Is beyond all words, gestures
Forever it pesters this anonymous soul
When the feeling consumes me
All words are meaningless
And I am speechless
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