dance lightly on the tip of tongue
swirling around inside of my mouth
gnashing teeth that won't let them out
pressing hard against bitten lips
exhausted from the fight to be set free
swallowed once more down my throat
washed down with a grain of truth
once upon a time I whispered
spilling them from deep inside
on a distant plain they resonated
and returned unheard to me
three words not spoken
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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Good job...
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