In Love With Language, For Wuji

  

He was a man

who was bursting

with effusive poems,

a boundless outpouring

of ornate articulation.


He fell in love

with a poetess,

a skilled doyenne 

of his cherished art.


His garrulous lines

sparked with passion

for her careful starkness

of expression.

His pointed declarations

yearned for the soft edges

of her sinuous metaphors.

His pen,

engorged with ink,

burned

to mark

her page.


All poets 

are essentially 

in love 

with language.


Our poetry

is birthed

from the ecstatic romance

of our lovemaking

with words.

5 thoughts on “In Love With Language, For Wuji

  1. PassionPoet says:

    This is excellent …. I AM in love with language …. constantly engorged pen/is always at the ready! #PassionEndorsed!

  2. PassionPoet says:

    Reblogged this on Passion's Pleasure and commented:
    Love this!

  3. Pua Nani says:

    So your engorged pen/is always at the ready! lol. Sounds like you are the consummate passionate poet šŸ˜‰ Thanks for the reblog and your appreciations

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