Telling Tilly Tales(For Lyn) Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Almost as if
I hypnotize you
you gaze
entranced

as the words
flower from my mouth
your tiny hands
trying to grasp their

blossoming
crying 'cos you can't
catch them
and now
with anguished anger

trying to tear them
from my lips
the treasure of speech
as if a magic trick
you can't quite figure out

this mystery of
words
you want to hold
in your hands

that you can only
hear in your heart
this ghost of breath
that dies
with its birth

the wonder
of words
that blazes
behind your eyes
setting your mind
on fire!