Intoxicated On Your Words Poem by Louise Tredoux

I’ve grown intoxicated on
words of love, words
from a realm above

A symbolical union, of
which the physical deed
is but a mere representation

I climax on the sound of
your voice, the sound
of your name

Your name is sacred to me
to be used sparingly - to
retain magical powers

I dream on your words,
float on your ideas,
I sing your songs

Literal love can never be
as good as the feelings
I feel

When you’re on a boat,
sailing away, while
calling to me

You love me, you
will think of me every
day, and I know

I will think of you,
keeping my thoughts
under wraps, keeping it down

For fear of
eliciting a frown
from those who have

Never known the
ecstasy that is
burning in me...