Words are All I Have

Words I'm frightened to say
dangle off deep breaths
and gentle voice.

I listen to every syllable I speak to you,

making sure no bad judgment in word
or accent escapes.
And they fumble from my thoughts
as the thoughts rumble:

I want you back

I can be different
better
this time

Why I think my carefully selected

phrases might persuade you I don't know.

But if to get you back were possible

with my arrangement of speech,

Then I wish to be king of words,

or poet of my time.

 

(From the book Kairos)