Speechless

You wielded your tongue like a dagger,
it cut across my teeth,
I quietly begged for sincerity,
when it was pressed against your cheek-

and though I’m sure my hands
traversed
every inch and every curve,
when your body lay unmapped before me-
there was not a single word.

As dusk’s light melted into morning,
I stole a single kiss,
tried to say you looked beautiful -
you turned up a corner of your lips;

and though I’m sure I gave to you,
all that you deserved,
when your laughter sprang afore me,
there was not a single word.

You asked: “what poet cannot speak?
if he truly loves and needs me?”
To which I replied
inside of my mind -
“it’ll be much easier when you leave me.”