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silent songs
my heart is beating
my soul is singing
my pulse resounding still
it seems
my words are faltering,
my words are failing me,
too tired to take on meaning
too exhausted to say anything
not been said before
my songs fell silent
though I never stopped singing
and voicing
what moves me
what rises
what fills the space between us
to not cause overwhelm
or rejection
as if I need to protect your boundaries
I don‘t
you speak for yourself
and yet
I am in your corner
never to throw the towel
never to give up on you
never to take your power
never to tame you
as your ferocious wildness
your uncompromising desires
excite me beyond measure
sparking a passion
I have not tasted before
warming myself in your fire
drinking from your well
making you mine
for a time,
claiming you
for a short delicious moment
is so worth the longing
left in your wake
walking side by side
not on the same path