She learnt the song she hums from vibrations in the air
Because she’s never heard it before
Her sways and strides carry a dare
Her stare couldn’t strike you more
Do you know how it feels to know that she will never hear my voice?
That if my words ever formed a tune she hums, she will never hear me rejoice?
That I can never have her rid of this defect?
That I’d kill to whisper to her how she’s perfect?
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to be granted the grace
For her to hear my voice in her head with that smile on her face
To see her enjoy it like the drape of a warm embrace
To watch the depth of my feelings for her finally find a place
How I would die, wishing that I could take her with me
So my body and soul would never be without her
How I would kill in an instant if it meant she would never die.
