MUTE COMMUNICATION
Silently speaking and understanding
Telepathic seeking a landing
Going ashore by expanding
Stepping Up after Romancing
Lancing and stabbing courageously
Sometimes brushing up unexpectedly
Dressed in a hat for security reasons
In youth I followed Mute Inexplicably
With maturity we tag team symbiotically
Standing tall in the morn like an exotic tree
Pulsating branches of burgeoning circuitry
Organically grown from peanuts and fish
Conducting symphonies by erotic swish
Me and My Mute Communicate by sign
Signaling yes or no in swirling motions
Spewing out magic potions from explosions
Sometimes sucked up other times going all in
Nowadays spit into a detachable catchers’ mitt
Able to slide, roll or steal, just on Mute’s appeal
Detecting feminine ovulation from built in satellite antenna
99 times out of 100 Mute has been a winner
Not knowing where me and Mute will go next
Confident that if I do the walking
Mute will keep doing the talking.
Ever to be reaffirming our in sync Mutated Communication
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