BACK AGAIN
CAN YOU FEEL THE SENSUAL CARESS OF MY WORDS
FEEL IT THE SILKY LUXURY OF SPOKEN WORDS
REAL AND PROFOUND THE SOLIDITY OF A NOUN
DESCRIPTIVE AND VIVID IS THE FLOW OF MY ADJECTIVE
CAN YOU FEEL HOW IT BENDS
UNRAVELS AND DESCENDS
UNDERSTANDING SECRET PARTS
REACHING INTO A FRACTURED HEART
YEARNING TO VOICE A SOULFUL MEANING,
AS A TORTURED, MODERN DAY BLACK BARD
FRESH WISP OF KNOWLEDGE FLOWING
EFFERVESCENTLY OVER THIRSTY BEING
VOICE BOOMING WITH CONFIDENCE
YOU’RE TRUE SOULS MEANING
FUTIVELY STRETCH TO HEAR
THE CRIES OF AN ANSWERING CALL
FRANTIC TO TEAR DOWN
THICK HARD VERBAL WALLS
FROM SMOKE FILLED HAZE
TO CREATIVITY’S CREATURE COMFORT
FAMILIAR THIS FORGOTTEN PLACE
THIS WORD FILLED VOID
AS PULLED IN UNSPOKEN WORDS ASK
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
MERGING AND FUSED INTO ONE
HERE I AM BACK AGAIN
©2001 Shannon Davis
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