you are not a writer

you don't have phrases which speak

you don't have your empty words which beg to be filled

but

you are a feeler

you have power under your skin

you have eyes which can't lie

you know you have love

but you know what to hide

your affection

the savored, the sweet

hidden under your chest

far from sight

but i can feel how your heart beats

and i know the secrets

secrets from inside you

which you don't know about

they can't be expressed through a writer's hand

but only by a feeler's soul

mind's phrases aren't the only way to express

sometimes the words run in your veins

having their own crowned goddesses

and they change

to action

kiss

touch

whisper and such

i will wait

until you know your poetry

just like you know how to trace out my mind's nudity

and strip me down without showing skin

i will wait

until you don't want me to