words

Words are the way to
enthrall me, enchant me, entice me.
If someone ever tells me
I'm a thunder with magic
spilling from my lips,
I'll be theirs
(till the echo stops)
I'll pay for this weakness in the end
for words are nothing
when the hands lie idle
but at least I'll go with your lips
on my ear, whispering
stories of Pandora,
the old gods in the skies
the lover's kiss up for rent.