Unspoken

 

 

I woke up before the sun
And wanted all of
Your seventy-five kilograms,
Your stretch marks, your blemishes

I watched the minutes race by,
I wanted to inhale you
Like the coffee in my hand
To touch your mocha skin

I wrote you my unspoken words
Then I erased them,
Then I wrote them again
And erased them again

The coffee spoke to me
Your heart is my lost cause,
The coffee spoke to me
My words mean nothing to you

So take my naked thoughts
And buy me a little more faith,
Bring your doubts and your scars
Let them war, and let my faith win

I woke up before the sun
To write you a love letter
I wrote a thousand words for you
Then I erased them all

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