~ Speak! Please! ~
Your silence …
Knowingly fetches me
this pain,
I fail to comprehend
…
To see your lips
dancing,
Sloshing and
rippling the liquid sounds
I am miserably
greedy for this wine alike
And if you speak now—
That should you,
please
It will scorch my
long wait
Floating down my parched
throat
For I haven’t had
wine for days
And yet, I will
wallow and devour
For I am thirsty
more and more
Your sweltering sweet
voice thus I need
More than anything
needed before …
Quench the craving
of my empty glass,
Pour me your scant
words, so
My sentence is ………………
……………………..
incomplete!
I can feel the yearning in this. Silence can be ever so deadly a weapon in the game of love.
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