Mute

I wonder when it will be easier
to place the letters together.
To form the letters into words,
and the words into sentences,
and the sentences into thoughts.



I wonder when it will be easier
to express those thoughts.
To shape the thoughts into sounds,
and the sounds into statements,
and the statements into passionate declarations.



Passionate declarartions decorated
with exclamations
and tears
and dreams
and undeniable sincerity.



I wonder when it will be easier
to caress you with my spoken affection,
to soothe you with the truths inside me.



I wonder when it will be easier
to tell you just how much I adore you.

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