Poem: My Mute Love

I live as a mute,

unable to reciprocate love,

or care,

my mind isn’t muted,

it speaks,

eloquent sentences about love,

constantly,

but the words never reach my lips.

Only an embarrassed smile,

I can manage,

hoping that you understand,

from that little gesture,

all that is in my mind,

and know,

the love,

that I carry in my heart,

imprisoned,

but one day,

it will be freed for you,

if you keep,

loving me.