For a world that's full of words
it must be easy to write a story
or a poem
that is made up of words
But it's not
Because even with so many words
you can never find the ones
that make up feelings
there might not even be any
And if there are,
I haven't found them
not yet
So for now,
I leave this poem
untitled
YOU ARE READING
a collection of words
Poésie"If my words sprout wings, And reach into another's heart, I think I'll truly be happy To be a friend of words."