Words that linger
rise inside of me
hoping to fill
a room of quiet fire
with echoes only few can hear
To drink them
from a cup of danger
letting the taste
wash over me
I surrender
Words that pull
shiver through my skin
reaching to touch
a flame that waits in shadow
with secrets only hearts can know
To taste them
from lips unafraid
letting heat coil through me
I yield
-Rivers
-Wander









This is interesting. You’re burning to have your words heard and you finally decide to toss caution in the wind and speak, even if you’re afraid, you hope someone will listen. At least that is what I get. Welcome to Stars Rite
(Sorry for the run on sentence. lol)
Powerfully penned, WRW. Excellent write with great wordplay and flow my friend. Nicely done. Welcome to Stars Rite. Appreciate you.
Damian