Fear never seems to choke your words back down

declarations of yearning and compliments

freely flow from your lips.

I wish I could be as open and raw for you

Instead my lips mumble against your neck

and my smile whispers affections.

I hope as you learn me, I can teach you my secret language.

But more than that, I hope to grow as bold for you as you deserve.

You deserve love, loud and resolute. For you, I will scream in an echoing tunnel.

-Aug 2017