The Sound of Language

If one could write their life away, I would,
to be nothing but an empty space
of who and where I was
now filled with words,
with all the words I loved so much,
a descriptive feeling;
of wanting, of love, of living,
where I am no longer myself
but merely; a sentence without structure,
and the sound it makes
as it so gracefully falls from the tongue.

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6 thoughts on “The Sound of Language

  1. ʞɐ says:

    This is beautifully written. :)

  2. Alex says:

    What a wonderful thought. To not only express the feeling but to become nothing but the feeling of the expression. To meld deeply within it and become everything and nothing. To to beyond. To feel everything of the heart in one glorious moment. To escape everything into the beauty of the heart.

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