I wish I had words
like flowers in the field.
I would pick them
as little girls would
and give them all to you
if only I have their innocence
instead, all I have is silence...
I have lost my voice
somewhere with the breeze
hushed
with the brush of your lips
but as long as they touch
mine
I don't mind being mime
so dapple a kiss for me
and when you do...
I'll let my sighs scatter
in the wind
hoping that you would
feel them
my touch
is the way I speak now
let me write my words to
your skin
like a lover would do to you
if I was your woman
but somehow, I'm still a girl
and my fingers are not
nimble either
forgive me
I am not fluent





He was the only musician I ever stood in line for hours for in order to get tickets to see him perform. Unfortunately, at the time, it was to be his final tour. Sighhh. 
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