The Dignity Of Words Poem by RIC BASTASA

i agree as you say
that words must still keep that dignity
they used to have
before we meet

after all we started with a few words
took some more
and savored its flavors
the scents of its letters
the tastes of its
sweet vowels

when we kissed if you remember
we swallowed words

when we made love we let go
some consonants
to our satisfaction
the thrill seemingly without end

now while dining we are four seats apart
you seat at the front
i at the rear of this distance
between us

the words are not reborn
only this silence
constricting like a boa
swallowing
the crowd of thoughts in concrete

on walls of words
our heads finally collide

i could have opted for
the mute and deaf
the dumb who loves me for whatever i am

regret is not my choice
it is here and not leaving
it is eating me
like i am a delicious delicacy

i am sorry, i keep my mouth shut.
what will i say? i am back to the silent world
of my solitude

long time ago, this was paradise of clauses
now, you say it, this is a complete sentence.