There is nothing more beautiful than the word
You woke beside me on a white morning sheet
Was yours always the face I would always meet?
There is nothing more beautiful than the word
When gathered for my drum, when they are three
Others will not hear them, and stars softly spoken
Will blaze only embers, their forever unbroken
This word kept for us, between you and me
Nothing is more beautiful for being unheard
I slept beside you on the blue evening's bars
Ours is always that which will always be ours
There is nothing more beautiful than the word
Charlie Baylis
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-is-nothing-more-beautiful/
