With only words to make you melt

by words as if my hands are felt

crowning princess of this fairytale

mind visions of what my speech entails

able to make you mine

on opposite sides of the state line

whats the worth of a picture painted by words

that evokes emotions never yet incurred

if the sky was my canvas to paint

as the sun upon the skin, heat warmth I create

the sunset as you blushing from the inside

stars as your eyes, a twinkle ive searched to find

if only my hands could reach what my heart has touched

the sensations that cause my blood to rush

words now becoming decreasingly useless

as the redundant use made them worthless