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The truth is
I'm not sure
What needs to be said.
The syllables I've learned to form
Don't apply to situations where
Words remain inherently absent.
And too often we force our hand
To make phrases appear
Where they don't belong.

But something about
Silent speeches is appealing to me.
Because the power in your eyes reduce
The need for any type of sound.
And the shock waves your steps make
As you inch closer to mine
Create the sweetest melodies.
So all I will tell you is this:
Let's leave words out of this.
 Jul 2013 Stacey Lynn Landis
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Love can be compared to sleep.

In deep sleep we dream.

When we are deep in love we dream.

If in deep sleep we are woken, we aren't well adjusted and we wake up tired and longing for tranquility.

If in deep love we are broken, we aren't well adjusted and we break up lonely and longing for peace.

Daydreaming is lust.

We are sleeping when we should not be, when the time is not well suited. Just as lust is not healthy and not always acceptable.

I'm too tired to function, and I'm not sure how I mean that.

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