Speech.

The blinking cursor,
Patience, my darling.
Soon his muse,
You shall be.

Her voice,
Echoing your mind.
Soon she shall hold you,
And you shall control.

Wine stained tables,
Pride will tarnish,
Your name,
His name.

Her touch,
Trapped in your skin.
Soon she shall whisper,
And you shall speak.

Ink and paper,
She shall write.
Soon her letters,
You will write.

Fuming smoke,
Frustration my darling.
For you alone,
Shall wait..