POEM WITHOUT A VOCAL SOUND

I WANTED TO WRITE YOU SOME WORDS;

WORDS SO ALERT THEY'D LEAP FROM THE PAPER;

AND CRAWL UP YOUR SHOULDER AND LIE BY YOUR EARS;

AND BE THERE TO COMFORT YOU OVER THE YEARS.

BUT IT WAS CLOUDY THAT DAY AND I WAS LAZY;

AND SO STAYED IN BED JUST THINKING ABOUT IT.

I WANTED TO WRITE YOU AND TELL YOU THAT MAYBE;

LOVE POEMS FROM LOVERS ARE UNNECESSARY.

WE ARE WHAT WE FEEL AND WRITING IT DOWN;

SEEMS FOOLISH SOMETIMES WITHOUT A VOCAL SOUND.

BUT I SPENT THE DAY DRINKING COFFEE, THINKING;

AND LOOKING IN THE MIRROR PRACTICING MY SMILE.

I WANTED TO WRITE YOU ONE LAST, LONG LOVE POEM;

THAT SAID WHAT I FEEL ONE FINAL TIME.

NOT COMPARING YOUR EYES AND MOUTH TO THE STARS;

BUT TELLING YOU ONLY HOW I LIKE YOURSELF YOU ARE.

BUT BY THE TIME I THOUGHT, FOUND A PEN;

 PUT THE PEN TO INK, THE INK TO PAPER;

YOU WERE GONE.

AND SO THIS POEM CAN NOT BE READ ALOUD.