Words My Love.

If written words ceased to exist,
I would be lost, words are a gift,

To explore and create,
Of the evil we compensate,

With our words of beauty and grace,
Each full stop and comma neatly in place,

Handwritten perhaps on a blank page,
Writing goes back, hieroglyphics - such an age,

The curl of some letters and the straightness of others,
Words to recreate the sonnet between lovers,

A soliloquy a monologue or just a few random scripts,
Words convey meanings, spirits they will lift,

I would be completely lost without them, everyone uses them, every one does,
Words are ugly, beautiful, angry, they're everything, my life, my love.