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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