A word I am, spread on this page,
a phrase you are, my favorite one.
I know, i belong to the paragraph,
where you are penned beautifully,
yet, distanced by other words in between.
Sometimes this boundless sea of whiteness gets so lonesome,
so i sneak a peek from between the other words,
to have a look at you in this deep sea of letters floating.
drowning myself in and out of the page,
waiting to become an adjective,
to the phrase that you are !