My words, what can I say they came in
your mouth, you swallowed every syllable
every verse. You even wiped all the lost words
that were deleted from that moment absorbed
into your lips but not even versed.

Abused on my thoughts, you still took every
words deep in your throat, gagging on what I
versed, but even though you asked me not
to verse what I said in your mind I still spill
all this vocabulary and you swallow every drop.

Constrained on what I ejected from my self,
you cry for what I made you swallow in this
time of expulsion, you didn't have time to
wipe what I versed it dribbled from your mouth
a word a syllable all was swallowed, now silence.