Freedom in Silence

I used to think my word was mine
But once escaped from my lips
It became yours to mean as you pleased

Don’t stop

Perhaps your thrusts took ‘Don’t’ alone as reprimand
And ‘stop’ as red-light pause

I once believed my gesture was mine
But once escaped from my touch
It became yours to feel as you pleased

Nibble at neck – nose-breathing
Uninvited dragon fire

I listen to your freedom in silence

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