In my mind

Words are pictures

Of scents and flavours

Wafting and drifting

Twisting around my body

In long curls of elegance.

In my mind

Words have sounds

Of a thousand whispering voices

Waiting for centuries

For one that would listen.

In my head

Words have eyes

That watch from a far

Tentative and cautious

Of the day it's secrets are spilt.

In my mind

Is where the magic

Unfurls.