Speak my friend, speak
Even you are silent of your unbecoming
Just let me do the needful, that
I will work many silence
to speak to you
Not everything comes
from the posture on the earth, or
The gripping of the ground
I will work my celestial ways
to accord you multiverses, there
Speak my friend, speak
less to my rationality
Let me do tenderly
The hours spent in togetherness
to bloom thousand roses at your feet
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