I never wanted to let my gaze fall from yours,
But I knew were catching on.
"What're you thinking about?" you asked me.
I lied when I told you nothing.
My silence was filled with lies every stupid time
To savor stomach-butterflies.
I wish that I could speak my mind to you-
Like you wish I would.
What do I do when an avalanche of unsorted words
Crash into my field of thought
And I can't climb over the useless rocks and boulders
That have settled in my way?
Your eyes.
Your voice.
Your hands.
I am unable to speak.















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