There was something in her words <br />That made me... <br />Feel. <br />The inflection of tone hidden inside the curves of letters. <br />That seductively sweet voice I hear in my head as my eyes skim along the page, drinking in each phrase like lapping at her mouth for survival. <br />I taste her sweetness in the ‘I love yous’ and ‘I miss yous’. <br />My fingers trace across the black type like I trace the lines of her body, hovering over the most tender of each medium. <br />She uses bold face to scream to the world she wants me. <br />The neutral font explodes with emotion <br />and carries a road map to her soul.<br /><br />Natasha Bolling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/messages-from-maine/
