Words are joined letters to form a train of thoughts of one with various flavors. A mixture of tea and milk as a dash of sugar emphasizes its lady-like taste. It is a combination of poetic letters crafted to soothe one’s soul. A perfect blessing to be able to put it into a piece of art, I might say.
Yet, it is the same tool to blast one into the void. A perfect facade by the shimmering gold honey, showcasing its true color when its cape got burned. By joining each of the consonants and their pal, it became the best double-edged sword, holding poison on one of its ends. The severity of their speech keeps one awake at night, pondering at their actions and judging their steps and breathe.
To communicate is to convey feelings and emotions, and that’s exactly why we spoke.