from the chaos of my spirit come these truths
i am whole
i am divine
i am perfect
i want
i love
i desire
i feel
i embrace
i choose
you
and yet
you,
you speak with a tawdry tongue.
that twists and taunts;
it tangles words into pretty pictures with no substance,
then ties them with bows that were never raveled to begin with.
words only matter if you live them
theory is just that
wake up, beloved,
and live the love you so delight in discussing
but are too afraid to experience
© Tanya Anguita
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