If your name had a sound it would be
Words falling on paper
A difficult quiet
Or a certainty made of glass.
If your sound had a name it would be
A word fighting off a pause
A lost truth
Or a chaos consumed by silence.
And when I speak your name it's like
A secret
that escaped my lips
before it drowned on yours.
Or
A sea of letters
that rushed through your veins
before they were mine.
