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In Want of Words
How I’m in want of certain words,
some words beyond my wit!
The sort of words that shape the world
and make it free of gravity,
the kind that might bring lightning to my hand,
draw down for cunning purposes
a nest of stars,
those words that have the power
to make the master poets weep
for never being theirs.
I want the words I do not have
upon my lips,
words seductive, aching, true,
words clear like early light
and capable and fit,
amazing, dazing, dazzling words,
that rapture you.
some words beyond my wit!
The sort of words that shape the world
and make it free of gravity,
the kind that might bring lightning to my hand,
draw down for cunning purposes
a nest of stars,
those words that have the power
to make the master poets weep
for never being theirs.
I want the words I do not have
upon my lips,
words seductive, aching, true,
words clear like early light
and capable and fit,
amazing, dazing, dazzling words,
that rapture you.
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