smiling
just smiling
BEAMING
the words
simmering, seething
roiling upwards
from the belly of thought
steaming, boiling
creeping, crawling
to the throat
to the craw
coughed up
holding pattern
under wraps
like some lost, blinded moth
caught in a spidersweb
the words... the words
loitering, searching
for ways
ways
balled up like millions of years
collected as string
bits and pieces
adds and ends
traffic jam, traffic jam
no way, no way
other than
I LOVE YOU
I LOVE YOU
I LOVE YOU
