Closed Mouths


I see you, sitting in silence.
Your leg twitches as every thought runs around in your head.
Your style screams out words that I could never say.
Your mind embraces other's thoughts but keeps its own individuality.
I admire your originality and personality.
But closed mouths don't get fed, so I admire from afar.
A heart filled with endless love and mystery.
Your aura is brighter than Sirius.
Your existence is changing my life.
But my mind overpowers my heart.
And closed mouths don't get fed, so I admire from afar.
"Closed mouths don't get fed" so I guess I'll go hungry.
Not knowing what words to say when greeted with a simple "Hey".
A difference of black and white and mixed together they make gray.
A gray area.
Fear of the unknown leaves room for doubt.
And closed mouths don't get fed, so I still admire from afar.
Big enough to reach the moon and glide among the stars.
When put together, equilibrium is created.
Peace.
The peace in your heart adds pieces to my heart, bonded with love.
But closed mouths don't get fed, so I will forever admire from afar.

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