"You deliver words in a way I've never heard before"

You must be a lover of words, she says to me.

"I must be"

I gather the words the way I do for you
I was you to understand my feelings and breathe every sentence
I'll make them as beautiful as I can
Enough that they stay engraved with you
And after us, when you're with another
I want you to still be bothered by my words
Miss them from my lips
And want to hear them again
It's because of you that they are magnificent
And when we meet again
I shall speak with words stronger than the last

You'll tell me

"You've always had a beautiful way of saying things"

You must be a lover of words, you'll say

And I'll reply "... I must be"
© L. C