Am I Speaking Mute? Poem by William Ndoyisile Somenze

i told her how i feel,

i pronounced the feelings inside me,

like a flower at spring,

blossoming-articulating its inner beauti,

but still i find myself reeling,

i find myself still speaking,

speaking non stop with no thoughts to capitulate,

at times i say words that are like decapitated-headless words that sound meaningless and useless but yet right to use,

i find myself speaking like a demented being,

trying to recite the encyclopidea of love,

but it exasperate you see.; speaking to someone like you are talking to a stone-something emotionless.

every second of a minute i have with her i endeavor to turn my feelings into this visible paint-more visible than the color white, and my tongue into a brush and start painting this picture for her to see my gustrious image of love, .

but oh, she just cant see,

she just cant want to let me free,

and consent...

could it be that i am saying mute words to her? could it be that when speaking to her i stammer hence she seemingly be confound and tongue tied? could a be loosing my voice`s weight to you hence the words i say to you make no difference?