Do my words reach you?

Even with the apprehension to share

The fickle will to tell you my feelings

My ideas

What hurts to keep inside

Am I layered thick enough?

With rhetoric and stanzas

Devices, sufficed in rhyme

Schema and rhythm and tempo

Cadence to every line

To make the pill invisible when swallowed

To make the words clear enough when followed

Clear enough to wonder

And ask yourself the same questions

In a human state of mind

Because when your lost in word

When you peel back the layers

Can you hear the words I’m thinking?

Can you hear your heart beat

Next to mine?