Unable to SpeakA Poem by Inda
found myself ready to hold,
letting go. she called out and I could hardly breathe, reached to feel her touch, trembling. this was more than an impulse, or a simple I love you; it was more than most and less. thoughts fluttered, honestly, why bother with the prose and these words? this mouth is weak, quiet, and futile, unable to speak.
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