Divine Search

In search of a word which I can capture

That rhymes with realities of rapture

Struggling to assign a verb to a phrase

That aptly predicates a clause of praise

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I run through each, bespoke, word-by-wordly

Fonted, bold, italicized absurdly

So as to ebb and flow, lips from throat

Escaping, sweet or foul, to sink or float

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Words, in flight or fight, incise or excise

Words, said right, baptize with tears in the eyes

Phrases incomplete, effects of causes

Phases bittersweet, fuel full-thought clauses

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Words, meant to be heard, are arms outstretched

With fists on the ends — or, otherwise, pledged

Words, purposely said, are written letters

In cursive to specific addresses

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Words interlock in calligraphic gains

Covert, sexual — repeated refrains

Sending us a message meant for ourselves

Perfect sentence said, by God, to Himself