Vox*

A block of ice in my heart
The puppet strings in my head
Jerked
And spun
Until I am wearying and dazzled
By your splendour
And yet
I do not speak
My throat is numb
My body speaks
My tongue cannot
The words
Stick like toffee
And I can't get them out
You know what I want to say
But I need to find my sleeping voice
And use it to love you