Words

There are words that sting-peck-poke-spin

and leave priceless marks

There are words that hurt-strike-attack-injure-harm

and let blood splash

There are those that anesthetize

and the inert body gains another form

Words

There are words that thaw

and become tears of those who suffer

or enjoy life

But of ALL THE WORDS

I respect those that are said and pronounced by mouth

and slip through the body

and reach the Port of I

provoking fervent-chills-heats-endless sensations

Words

I want the words

that work as sex

and mate with the passionate sun

I wish the words

that act as copulation

and give birth to a POEM

In fact,

I adore Words

that get me drunk

and bring me back to the imaginary world.

Stefan Florana Dick