Without Words

I wonder what it was like before we had words,

words that now guide us through our actions

but then, just actions.

Would you laugh at things I did,

not things I said

like now when your eyes squint and your face lifts.

Something tells me that I

would still feel more loved than I could realize

Even without the verbs, and the pronouns,

That slide from your lips,

and remind me of my place

in this world of words.

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