one thousand pictures

the  words    begin  to      s li p
   right   offyour   lips,
         from       yourprettyface.

   the th r e e   word      confession
       f lls in every         question
    with   oneanswer in           their place.

   The    words     melt      into my   s k i n,
   and my       heart      op ens    up    when,
 the pictures   begin to           BLOOM

                    A pictures worth a      t h o u s a n d    words,
  and I know my                 own standards;
                           onethousand picturesfollow                     ‘I love you’

© 2010 The Still Air

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