sometimes words are painful and cruel
piercing through your battered skin
leaving scars of self doubt and streams of tears
to simmer in darkness with a bottle of gin.

sometimes words are fragrant and hopeful
blossoming from a bud to a rosy love
where promises are true and beautiful
to celebrate with sonnet and a bottle of wine.

sometimes words are contradicting
where love and hate fade then appear daily
among a couple who curses and dreams
in a breath with whiskey shooters.

sometimes actions speak louder than words
with a tender kiss, a soft caress, and thoughtful notes
sometimes broken hearts become the breaking point
and you're finally wise enough to know better...



It takes solitude to love yourself
It takes friendship to understand yourself
It takes love to heal yourself
It takes more than words for you!

Angelwing
© 2002

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