Yours Are Words Poem by Suki Nakamura

yours are words
you are proud for they come from the
love of your lips
sweet to the taste
and alluring to the senses
of the flesh

mine was once the emptiness of the canvass
but because i love you
now i must learn the use of words
the touch of the hand
the penetration of the flesh

because i have to be with you
at the core
of this bliss

at the blink of my destruction
on this shallow eruption
i explode
and then i shall be gone again

simply a memory of the mind
i am an emptiness that shall not also linger
i touch and then i leave

shall i attach like a moss to the stone?
it knows me
not

for yours are words and i am but the emptiness
of my canvass
of thoughts fading like sunset