Speechless

In truth, I’d rather cut out my tongue
Remove any curses from within my lung
Be the Earth from which he sprung
The sweet melodies in his afternoon sun
The kisses which make one feel eternally young
The breath for which these words are sung

© Delia Ross. 2019

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