Words are heavy

When they fall unwanted

But hollow

When they are laid gently in our hands

We crave truth

None will swallow

Lips are quicker to kiss

The sweetest lie they can find

There are ideas

Fleeting, spontaneous, unbridled

And there are thoughts

Controlled, deliberate, steadfast

We are neither

Awkward, weightless

Honest, deceitful

Eternal, impermanent

But we areā€¦