The tip of my tongue burns for you
To tell you the words that I must bite back
It tries to form the sounds to let you in
But denial still reigns supreme
The twists and turns in conversation
That seemingly bob and weave
Are just my lingual deficiencies
Still, the fire is strong
In my mind, in my heart
The words bang loudly in my chest
Trying with all their might to burst through
Trying to show you the truth
Fear of that truth keeps me silent
Never to reveal that which you surely already know