I have one face, and one alone.
And if my feelings appear like stone,
it is because they are
But if I could emote to you that you smelt it,
maybe you would realize you can melt it.
How can I hail thee across blank echos?
If all that you reply is ________.
Hail back to me and let me know
that you’d like to have conversation grow.
Poetry is as easy as water,
and here I throw it out like fodder.
Re-stimulate the nerves of my face,
smile, glide toward my embrace.