Your Words

Your words pass like wisps of smoke,

Barely visible,

But full of scents that cannot be ignored.

Tear ducts slip unintended tears

Onto unprepared cheeks

As your tender meaning comes into view

Just beyond your words.

A sadness smile emerges

And flitters for a moment

Before composure returns

And, as one, we shake our heads

In wonderment and awe

At the beauty of

Your Words.