Swordplay & Sacrifice

Arranging letters in the right order
Can be such an enterprise
When you don't know how
They'll be handled
Once read by another

People don't realise
The pen and the sword
Are the same thing
When they see that
The blade is just
Words
Scrambled into a weapon

The egg of the equation
Takes a bit of pepper to purchase
For if you have to say it
It almost loses meaning

But maybe it's better to speak them
To hear how they sound roundly
So tell them to her
In front of a mirror
If you're bashful
Or hide them inside
To betray how you barter your mind
With her heart