When sound is listened not heard and I am felt but not seen

I might never breathe again
if I am to keep all my thoughts
to myself
I want to scream three and a half inches from your nose
I love you, why can’t you hear me?!
and then watch in awe as your smile grows
to light up the stage you have thrown me onto
Before I can close my mouth
your tongue pulls my tongue
into itself and beyond
the limitations of what is known
and you whisper between kisses
I cannot hear you,
but I am listening

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