words

Sugar & spice

the little girl said ~ I like you more than ice cream ~ and that said it all

©Lize Bard

fifty words for sand ~ one hundred words for white snow ~ how many for you?

wandering through words
straying amongst all the noise
the wings of silence

it seems forgotten
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that you spoke it out loud that
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you wished you were here

breaking the stillness
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my thoughts shatter into words
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some of which you catch

there’s a tender soul
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tucked beneath your rough surface
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revealed in your words

thinking our own thoughts
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spinning our delicate webs
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words that hug our worlds