That Beautiful Thing

Her eyes speak out of turn, but she keeps her mouth
in check. Sounding words she keeps hostage in her
head, so you’ll never know how you’ve damaged that
bioluminous creature. Her finger tips are unruly being
directly connected to the movement of thought, always tap,
tap, tap, ta-tap, ta-tap, so her songs can be heard in the silence
                                                                             you provided.

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