i love seemingly excessive commas used as pauses in sentences.
i also love spoken word.
it makes me feel like chocolate wrapped in satin.
velvet smooth voices–gravelly and rich–tumbling out…
pointed hesitations… driving waves.
words falling like God’s rain drops:
soft whispers. heavy thuds.
drenched in meaning.
honesty and adjectives enveloping hearts like purple sunbeams and twirling skirts.
yum.
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