#becoming-words

[becoming-words]

Are you a thought,  that I feel, that I hear?  Are you a thought  that I cannot see?  Lover, tell me.

Are you the feather  that brings the distant bird song  to me?  Are you the butterfly wing  with colors of springing desire?

Are you the one  who gave my dream, the wings to fly? Lover, tell me.

- D. D