how it is that i have nothing to say
that iʻve become so accustomed to you reading poems from my silent lips
let you pull the songs out of me
like i need you as my gravity
what have you done to turn my body quiet
make me wanna sit and listen to the world spin
make me wanna save the senses for the sight of you
the scent of your breath
what have you done to me
to make speaking scary
that my only desire left
is to sit
in silence
with your body pressed against my chest
and listen
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