Quiet now
All I can do is watch
The words of your works
From the mouth of your movements
Call the deeds from the dust
Form the day from the dusk
Rise the sun with your lust
For my ears need to hush
And my heart needs to know
My skin so tired of these bindings
My mind longs to wander calmly
My sight has been too long blinded
the only time I’ve heard yet has been lying
So speak to me with your hands
Without touching me
Speak to me with your eyes
When you think I can’t see
Tell me with every part of you but your tongue what you want to feel
And then speak to me with your mouth but without a sound
From the soul of who you are
Where you don’t remember what part of you is you
Or is everything

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