Hamlet Suggests

I’ve written words I’ve never said aloud

About emotions that I’ve never felt myself.

Linguistically lackluster,

With unsympathetic syntax.

Apathetic to all the accidence.

None of it truly feeling quite right.

Because it wasn’t the definitions I was missing,

It was the heart behind them.

The truest meaning of the words.

And I didn’t understand what was wrong

Until I met you.

For I was speechless instantly.

Words had no place on my lips 

Because there were no words to say.
My tongue was tied, but my hands were free. 

So I turn to the pen once again.

And ask of you,

To take these metaphors and make them your gospel rhyme 

Worship them as I have.

For they have no meaning without you

And I have no meaning without them.