'Angry Scrabble'

[saint_narcissus]

(I don’t play words with friends.)

I look into the kiss of your
words
swallow whole the indignation
of your fears and doubt
you do not have a
sound
to stand up on
no reason
and no might
to draw your sword in fight
you
do not want a throw down
I don’t play words with friends
it’s not rodomontade
for me to say
my vocabulary is profusely
bigger than yours
if a kiss is just as sweet
by any other name
I’ll hold you tight
embrace, caress
peck and smack, stroke
and fondle, hug and squeeze
buss and smooch and beso
I’ll come up on
you
on bended knees
perhaps
perchance
to kiss
you with these words.