Phonetic Love Affair

I am emphatically in love with words
I cannot deny my infatuation
Sweet sound permeates through the air
And hits my ear with a most pleasing vibration
I see color through speech
I read works of art on a page
Whole new worlds are created
That will pass on from age to age
People reveal their real selves through their words
And unveil the hidden secrets of their hearts
Their countenance you will wear as though a second skin
Their impression will not from thee hence depart
You can make love to one another with nothing else but words
No other device can as adeptly penetrate the soul
The arousal and stimulation is so sharp and intense
Offer but a few choice sentences and they will be pleading for more
Words are sharp enough they can kill
Yet no legal permit for them is required
Lethal warriors in society are lauded and celebrated
Followers behind them are enriched and inspired
Words can bring forth life and harbinger death
They can speak the truth and foretell the future
I would much rather be hit over again with a whip
Than to be subjected to any true phonetic torture
Words have enraptured me and placated my mind
When I am alone and rebuked they are still at my side
No one may ever take them or construe what they mean
As you see many others attempt to do with 15 minutes of TV screen
Words bring me power that can eviscerate mountains
A well placed phrase or two and my slain enemies I’m counting
Words from my loved ones stop me in my tracks
I am fortified in myself; impervious to attacks
They key to my mind and my unaltered affection
Should be all too obvious to any paying attention
Romance me with words; they are my one true weakness
It will be through them you will demonstrate your own uniqueness