These Words



Building a thought, word by word

Hanging in the air, frozen in time

Turning the image inside out

Flowing syllables locked in rhyme


Tongue-tied and brain twisted

It flows naturally from your lips

My words mixed like the salad

Talk fades like a lunar eclipse


Graciously you translate

Millions of words, none worthwhile

Choosing carefully but silence

Nodding with a kindly smile


Ideas tumble from my head

Musings of assorted shades

Layers of an audio mural

As each expression cascades


Seeing your mouth silently making shapes

In a world of communication troubles

Words shrink the space between us

No sound just harmonious bubbles



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