I don’t care to talk
I would much prefer to listen
I want to listen to the sound of your voice as it rises and falls with each breath that you take
The context of your words are nothing more then a sweet melody of a distant dream
A song so dearly missed
The way your mouth moves and eyes glisten
They way the corners of your smile turn up and down
As I sit and just listen
……
Actually, I lied
I do care to talk
But I would much prefer to listen
I seem to be out of words and you seem tell the stories so much better.
I am out of words because you have them all
Locked away behind your tong
That help explain the language in your mind
That I could not begin to find
So I just sit and listen
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