Words

I stand in bewilderment

Consumed by my ardent thoughts of you

You allow me to articulate the continence of my soul

in such a profound way

You have a talent for unlocking abstruse emotions

I have inside me

I would cease to exist without you

My existence would be bleak

It would be an existence lacking color, taste,  lacking intimacy

Occasionally, you glide off my tongue

With the most careful and precise intentions

At times

 I am left pondering

How I could have stopped you from inflicting harm

Once in a while

You’re unsure and apprehensive

And sometimes you’re exuberant.

Radiating confidence

Even I am impressed with

But it is when you say

Nothing

It becomes alarming