You fill a gap in me
that's words
that's a way of looking
at things.
There is a space between,
an ache
when your words
are absent.
Part of me is lost
or lonely.
The alive part
lies sleeping
like a giant begging
release from a fable.
Words, unlike food
sustain the soul.
Food's for the body.
Try to fill the gap
in your soul
with food?
Never enough.
You'll just get fat.
Words can reach
your depths
your soul -
calm,
save.
Save me!
© Jennifer Phillips (All rights reserved)
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