The Last Word

The labels
Their placed out on the table
Trying to keep me
From sanity, stability

The lines
Their drawn across the boundaries
Ignoring the needs
The seeds of growth

The lies
Their fixed in the headlines
Calling all it wishes
Bliss never had a slang

The living
Giving of a new experience
Listless and unknown
Shown in secrecy

The love
Of the kiss I never knew
You, the unexpected
Touched beyond measure

The leverage
Pulling at the strings
Your lingering eyes
Burning hands intertwine

The last word
Which will not be spoken
Labels are broken
This word we will not need