Daggers

Your words are like daggers
reaching into my heart
cutting through
to the center
of where it beats.
Each syllable takes
another slice
and the blood flows…

And my soul
rises up
stretching, reaching
longing for
the next sound

Swirling through
the atmosphere
until it finds the
next verse
the next rhyme
the next couplet

Soaring through the simplicity
the pure emotion
it had long ago locked away…

I can’t drink it all in
it runs down my chin
my heart beats
faster with every
drop that hits
the ground..

A heart awakened
by words,
a pure, sweet voice
and a cacophony of sound
now beats unfettered
by the defeats
of this world…