Poem #757 – in which she orgasms when she speaks

she loves words
but that’s probably an understatement

she makes love to words
invoking them for the sheer joy
of the syllables on her lips
the schwa as delightful as a kiss

she recites long treatises
language is more than her toy
her tongue delights in the dips
and the rises of her waxing bliss

she loves words