Tell me something  sweet because I need to hear it.

 

let me paint you in the deepest shades of blue and purple,

 

from the bruises I have earned.

 

 

 

with lashings that have forced my hand into the crippled positions that hold 

 

pencil and pen

 

 

 

crippled, aching for you to hold them 

 

feel them 

 

feel my crevices and callouses 

 

feel something 

 

anything 

 

 

 

because I know you can't see the words written in her fingernails 

 

but I will still try to make you see them 

 

even if they aren't there 

 

 

 

are you listening?

 

im trying to tell you I love you with the silent spaces in between my heartbeats 

 

listen close 

 

you can hear those cosmic claps of love 

 

the vibrations of our blood flow pounding in archaic synchronization 

 

to the tune of our breathing 

 

in 

 

and out 

 

 

 

can you feel them? 

 

Those muffled, mutilated 

 

emotions that stay unspoken 

 

 

 

because I've written the most beautiful poems about you in my head 

 

but my tongue is too dead to say them.