Please don't stop talking
Don't stop saying everything
that rolls of your tongue
It really is beautiful the way
You have no automatic imposing filter that keeps you at bay
I love the blush and the nervous laugh and all the words you say,
the dirty jokes that spill between your teeth and the opinions that bellow and the compliments you whisper
I admire your bravery and
your pretty words I admire
your wavering voice that slices
Through the fear and is still loud
enough to be heard by the gods.
your voice is like a speeding train
Rushing from here to there, stopping short but still getting to the point
it sends my body electric to hear
