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alphabet soup

You know I have a thing for words
Something about language
Just touches my soul


And I remember everything you say
Swimming in your words
Collecting all your letters
Trying not to let them drift away


Soaking up each affirmation
Each declaration


Trying not to overthink
But here I am
Lounging on an inflatable float


Floating on top of all your expressions
Riding the waves of your professions


I’m scared the letters are going to drown
Or even worse... fade


Taking it day by day
Swimming in everything you say


I’m scared to get hurt
Scared of fading with the letters


There’s so much pressure
These letters are a lot to measure


I’m scared to grab these letters and put them into words
Scared to say this phrase out loud
Scared of how these words might sound


Because once these words are out
It means they can be taken away

All good things tend to end
But I so badly want these words to stay


I don’t want to be afraid
But I’m not the best swimmer


So many letters around me
I think I’m swimming in love

 

h.davis

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