Language

This sweet affair with words
liberates and stimulates
imagination as it soars,
Wind for wings of the heart, the mind
gracious compensation 
for the limits of our souls that I cannot share
   my eyes
or any sense through which this dense vessel 
has come to know beauty, truth
and the very same which brings the wrestling 
   match 
propelling my souls pinions to negotiate the gravity 
of this reality 

But Love 
defies its laws
and renders this infatuation 
woefully inadequate 
even vulgar 
and speaks only through 
words unutterable 
tears unshed
aches unsoothed
wounds not bled

Silence.