Sometimes I have no idea

But your lips speak their own language

And reel me in like a minnow.

And the weight I carry around

Lies heavy upon the cadence of my thoughts

An anchor holding down. 

Your voice like a sail creaking 

The wind carries you away and then feeling

It’s a lie I tell myself, breathe.

You tell your story and I will mine

Even though nothing is here for the listening

We’ll pause for our time, in love.