I was too empty for words.
The truth is,
the sword I kept in my tongue
to deflect
only the sentences that betray me,
beheaded,
even my carefully scripted texts
at the turnstiles of my throat.
So I am taking this rain
you have left for me
to redeem
at least my empty eyes.
Musings of a Wandering Dryad 
Turnstile throat, lovely phrase and something we all need to slow us down for just a pause and consider the power of the sounds we make. Wonderful.
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Thank you so much ❤️
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Leena the Libran
Leena the poet
With a turnstile throat
And Beautiful words 😊💖
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You made my day 🧡
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My pleasure Leena. Libras do have a special place in my heart 💜
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I can understand that 🌻
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ORT-ORRT-ORRT-!
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