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Tongue-Tied
You seem to have a way with the words that you speak, melodic and harmonious with every other symphonic confession of your love,whispered gently into my ear, sending shivers down my spine, and leaving me speechless and tongue-tied.I have so much more to exclaim than I ever truly did admit. Words can only begin to form in my chest before they are swallowed and repressed because I got so used to every sweet flower I grew being plucked from its rootsthat I can no longer force them up the back of my throat. I’ve apologized a thousand times that the only words that I can use to appreciate you have to be written, rehearsed, and perfected, while you seem to have a way with the words that you speak, melodic and harmonious with each passionate confession of your love, shouted on rooftops, sending shivers down my spine, leaving me speechless and tongue-tied.
By Sharon J Sanford8 years ago in Poets
"Sonrisas"
And so I drove. I concentrated on the constant hum of the undercarriage rumbling, hovering over the highway. The unhealthy clicks and bumps once my concern, became a comforting lull of familiarity and silence as I drove farther from those who penetrated my thoughts. My wheels traced the edge of the poorly paved tar, displaying the road I must take. Everything was forced. In the beautiful country we belong to, its vague pursuit freedom shapes the cynicism of predestined stigmas we must all conform to in order to please society. To break from this mold means disapproval, but to choose my own path is to contribute to popular belief.
By Kayla Starr8 years ago in Poets
