Eight Words

Things I cannot say in eight words:
I love you like plants, voracious,
Love soil and sun and summer rain.
I hold you like a nest holds eggs,

Tenderly so you will not break.
Things I cannot say in eight words,
I try to say in hundreds more,
But you prefer a soundless kiss.

You prefer me, my eyes closed tight,
Contemplating you and I and
Things I cannot say in eight words.
You tell me that I am enough

And that you know, you always knew
That my love is voluminous
And so I say with nothing, the
Things I cannot say in eight words.

by Heather Emme

To read all the #verseday poems, click here. To read my twitter poems, click here.

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