Freedom of Speech

Freedom of speech is to reiterate the liberty I feel when I am around you. Freedom of speech is to reinforce through verbal communication that I miss you. Rather than the silence of closed lips, concealing every heartfelt thought that tears away at my heart that goes without notice. To hear you reply with not only your words but the reaction of your eyes. The openness of your body. To heal this incurable ache. Through verbal stimulation only can this freedom be heard through longing ears. To hear you say the things you keep near and dear to your heart. This universe that you keep inside swirling between your ears. The orbit of your heart, longing and throbbing with a life of it's own. This freedom which I speak liberates the soul. Keeping things inside otherwise felt in death. The regret of keeping things inside that should have been spoke into existence. Otherwise how else would you know the taste of this freedom spoke from my lips. This freedom that echoes loud and clear that reinforces action. To voice opinion. To live, to love. This freedom which I speak I need you to hear with closed eyes and an open heart. To reinforce this love I have for you. To constantly place pieces of me inside of you. To return to me the same freedom that I hope to instill in you