Collector of words

I am a collector of words

Sometimes I just want to

pluck them out of the air

as they leave your mouth

but instead

I usually just

tuck them away

quietly in my pocket.



Do you ever
look at the moon
And hope
that one day
something as great
could understand you,
with the idea that,
with as much love
as you have for it now,
that something else
So great
could love you too?