Words For Nothingness

Is it barbs you send sharp arrows launched with deadly aim and righteous accuracy? Your words are heard by ears all used to tunes from Sound of Music, though not saber rattling, not at all. I plead with you, if I still may to give me words that soothe, as they pass subtle salivary glands and drool and bathe in wisdom like wooly weanlings, blissfully baring balsam of soul and sultry sensorium. Voice vowels echo the thoughts of consonants, consummating orgastically with hot and tingling tongues until they hatch and metamorphe into the meaning of our nothingness.