Words are lovely, aren’t they?
The way they curve and jut.
The way they amble across the page,
A scenic route to my message for you.
Let’s walk this path of words.
We can stop along the way to drink in the view.
I’ll hold your hand and lead you up,
And brace against you coming down.
And when we are done,
Our destination reached,
You’ll know what I wanted to say to you,
But also, the terrain of my heart.