If a picture is worth a thousand words how many for a touch? (poetry) by Intentions

I can with painstaking detail
describe how your skin feels
beneath my hands.

And I may absolutely ransack
the dictionary to unearth
the perfect words.

I will stack sentence upon sentence
construct entire paragraphs
sculpt essays etched with
every fleeting feeling
for every drawn out moment

I shall raise towers with my lips
entire towns with my fingertips
let my tongue build whole worlds
for us to live in.

Anything, everything, to distract
to keep our minds off the fact
even one hundred thousand words
won't twine your fingers in mine

If a picture is worth one thousand words
how many more to replace a touch?

when you were words	mere words	throw away words we catch in cages where our hearts should be	For all sad words on tongue or pen, the saddest are these: "It might have been."
Your voice, my hands	When the words stop working	I shall whisper words into your skin for a thousand nights to come	Your words are delicious and enticing, and I would save them all like love letters
To paint a thousand words	into the deep end in a few short words	Making love out of nothing at all	three little words
Some words live to be kept close to the skin	the chase is alone worth a thousand words	As if he knew that words were how I kissed	Silence is as full of words as all your books
These are words silently meant for you	March 5, 2024	not what words are used, but how they are used	If you take me home tonight I know that we will kiss, and one of us will fall in love and it will be a mess.
because eventually you will see past my magical words and focus once again on the matter at hand	words come to mean many things	On feeling haunted by words which were never said