We can speak without saying anything. Listen to me. Look
into my eyes and listen. Do you hear that? I’m screaming out the truth so you
can finally understand what you need to know. Even in the dark our eyes search
and find. Hands clasped in the darkness. I can feel your pulse race. I can feel
your smile dance across your face. Would this truth kill the light if spoken out
loud? Would you be surprised to find that in these moments entangled in each
other I’ve found freedom? You pulled and pulled while I pushed and pushed and
now here we are wrapped in heady silence that threatens to kill me. If I
whispered would I steal your breath away? Would you grasp for oxygen with your
hands that are tangled up in mine? Would the truth coat your lungs like thick
black smoke and leave you coughing to expel it? Or, would it be the breath you
need to finally dive deep into this partnership of hearts? Would we sink into ecstatic
bliss they write about in the songs that make me think of you? Oh my dear silly
little boy oh that you knew you were. You speak yet say nothing, what of that?
Your eyes discourse and I will answer. I slip into Shakespeare so easily when
you are around. Let us not be star crossed lovers that rip apart the hearts of
young girls while they read our tale. Let this not be a story that I read on
rain soaked nights and memorize the words. Let this be the song that pulls the lyrics
from my lips before I even know the chords. The melody that lulls me to sleep
on countless nights no longer alone in my bed or in my heart. Oh just listen to
the truth that seeps from my eyes like tears on the night I thought you were
abandoning me. I’m screaming to you. I’m pleading with you. Let me stand close
to you and hint at truths with my vocabulary I’ve saved just for you. Do you
know? Oh god I think you know. Tell me you know so that I can finally say it out
loud. No more beseeching with my eyes. No more key strokes with words I’ll
never let you see. Let me say it. Let you read it. Let us feel it. Let me, let
you, let us.
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