I dance
to you upon
crippled feet.
Lips
stitched shut,
I cannot speak.
Or at least
not well enough
to explain
things that
I wish
I could.
My veins,
they pulse
and pound
in violent blue.
I want
you to know
that they
do it all
for you.
You ignite me.
© 2007 jodeanna franks
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