I Want to Talk to You

I want to talk to you,

not in the language of the wind,

that whispers and fades,

but in the steady rhythm of the tide,

pulling truth to the shore.

I want to talk to you,

not in the hollow echo of words,

that bounce and scatter,

but in the silence between breaths,

where meaning lingers.

I want to talk to you,

not in the shadow of fear,

that twists and hides,

but in the light of courage,

where hearts unfold.

I want to talk to you,

not in the rush of time,

that hurries and forgets,

but in the stillness of forever,

where moments stretch.

I want to talk to you,

not to fill the void,

but to build a bridge,

from my soul to yours,

where understanding flows.

I want to talk to you,

because the words unspoken,

are the heaviest stones,

and I am tired of carrying them alone.

So here I am,

with my hands open,

and my heart unguarded

I want to talk to you.