Wednesday, November 4, 2015

A Favorite Word

For a long time my favorite word was your name.

It rolled smoothly over my tongue
and was always said without hesitation.

Your name was my favorite thing to say.

It filled my mouth with pleasure,
but after a while that pleasure disappeared
and it was replaced with distaste.

When I found myself wanting to say your name
I couldn't.

My mouth started to filter my words
and your name was never allowed to
pass through.

A long time ago your name was my favorite word,
but now I no longer find the need to say it.
-B.S.

No comments:

Post a Comment