Speak FreelyA Poem by Amy Sese11.27.2016Speak to me like it's our very first meeting. Speak to me like we've met in another life. Speak to me like you've witnessed my wounds heal into scars. Speak to me today like you've planned it every yesterdays before then. Speak to me like we've got all the time in the world. Speak to me like a child just learning their first words. Speak to me like you're testing my waters, then speak to me like my love's deep enough to dive right in. Speak to me like you want to study me. From A to Z. From head to toe. From heart to soul. Speak to me like I'm right for you for all the wrong reasons. Speak to me like your gut trusts I'm right for you for all the right reasons. Speak to me like you crave my "hellos"…like my "good mornings" start off your day. Speak to me like you've learned to dance in the rain. Speak to me like you're coming out of hiding to sit with me. Speak to me with your eyes. With your lips. With your hands. With your body...in silence. Speak to me like your intuition led you to me. Speak to me like you love the sound of your name beating out of my chest. Like you love the sound of my name rolling off of your tongue. Speak to me like you found me by chance and want to continue this to take our chances. Speak to me like you share my vision and feel the beauty in our risks. Speak to me with your door cracked, ready to welcome me inside through your lips. Speak to me like you know my attention's only directed to you. Speak to me with higher expectations than you ever placed on anyone else before me. Speak to me like you've missed me before you ever knew my soul existed. Speak to me like the world is on our side, rooting us on. Speak to me like you're certain I want to listen to your wandering mind until your last breath. Speak to me your insecurities. Speak to me your vulnerabilities. As if I admire them, because you're a part of them. Speak to me like I've convinced you I am who I seem. Speak to me like your trust is being restored in humanity. Speak to me like you aren't afraid to fall in love with me. Speak to me with all of your mess that you carry around in your suitcase heart. Speak to me while you unpack your stories right in front of me. Speak to me and bring me your loudest storms, so I can sit them out with you to reassure you that you aren't alone. Speak to me until your sun shines through your smile again, giving me your best. Secure in your skin. Secure in your stance. Speak to me as you are, how you were meant to be. Chaotic. At peace. A beautiful disaster. Right beside me, where you are meant to be. - A.Sese, 2016
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