The modulation of your voice soothes the words into my mind,
gentle nudges that become understanding; a pause to let me ponder
before you begin again. No judgement, no masks, no need to block up
who I am just to stroll under the blossoms and shadows.
Comfortable in my movements when I’m beside you, my language
is easy for you to read. I might not say much, but you know I am far from silent
and pick up the waves I’m unconsciously drifting on.