Make a sound, find you voice, speak the words
the thoughts you know you ought to share
the stones that weather and erode
inside your head
inside your heart.
Make an effort to be intimate, to lose control.
If all is said and done without you
having give your heart away
what else is there
what else is there?
Move closer, seeing everything, tear down
the wall you live behind.
And know that every layer's gone
With steps you take
With inhaled breath.
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