“To Move Still” by Lexi Shapiro
To Move Still
When you ask me for something beautiful
I think of your smile waiting to warm up like a faucet
Like a crowd of people have followed, held hands together and began speaking without vowels
My ears alert, the student waiting to learn
When you ask me for something beautiful
The leaves freeze in the wind
My heart a metronome to your curiosity
And the ground begins to move still
I am relaxed, your breath flashing, it consumes me.
My heart fails me and I have lost your words, searching for them with a pair of headphones on
but there is no music
When you ask me for something beautiful,
I shy away
Knowing I can not provide you the silence you're so longing to hear.
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