Mouthless words to foster imperfect actions.
for how do I speak when full of indecisive
passion?
yet there too i am marooned, incapable of drowning. still only to drift without focus nore direction.
I could say speak! To tell me lies till I believe them.
Or tell myself to move. and hope my wandering would lead me in the direction of the heart, yet I know there would be no answer.
my soul longs to be led and directed, but I know I would never learn to be free,
moreover to be fulfilled.
So I'll start with a step, and vocalize my need
say I love you for the next, and how we might visualize Ones dreams.
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