A Poem by Marlena

When words cannot speak

I can hear you

Like baby powder spreading up your veins

Soft and sweet and something you cannot describe

But I know what you mean.

The way muscles work and snap into place or

Flow like stars over your eyes in the moonlight

I can hear the tone, the softness and harshness

I can hear the intonation and

 vibrance in the luster of your unspoken words

the way bones shift and melt into the lyrics of the ballad

on the stereo, your feet whisk and shuffle over carpeted floors

rough and smooth, some movements more graceful than others

and when you dance for your life

no spacing in between, no choice in breath and no fluttering of eyes

just movement and transition of energy and sweat thrown across the floor

I know the language you speak.

© 2011 Marlena

Author's Note

Fuck. I hate giving poems titles sometimes.
"Unspoken" = Sucky title. If anyone has a better idea let me know.
Writers' block can suck my dick, I'm done with it. Let me write, for fuck's sake.

-I'm talking about dancing, I guess that's obvious like half way through it, but it's not ME that's speaking. I suppose this is from a character's point of view. Either way...She's a dancer too. It's what I've been doing since I haven't been able to write. Gotta let it out somehow.

Reviews are muchly appreciated and will be returned.

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I had a feeling this was about dancing.

I love it! I think it's perfect, and I don't think "Unspoken" is all that bad of a title. I think it fits this quite well.

Lovely work, as always.

I feel that you've successfully kicked writer's block's a*s!

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