You are deaf br but you can hear me br with your lips that tell me just by their touch br what words you cannot hear br can say far better than I can hear me say. br br You are deaf br but you can hear me br with your eyes that tell me with far clearer sight br what words you cannot hear br but say far better with your eyes that see through my soul. br br You are deaf br but you can hear me br with just your touch that tells me with fingertips br that write far better words than I have heard br in all emotions expressed by voice br by those who speak and say nothing. br br You are deaf br but you can hear me br through the silence of what we haven't said br those messages that speak so loudly: br love, hate, happiness, sad moments dragging into hours, days, and years those words that scream through flowing tears. br br You are deaf br but you can hear me br through the ramming of my ever-speaking heart br that speaks in monosyllables far greater words than orators, br hearing, cite for sighted though unhearing ones br too deaf to hear what those like you can hear. br br You are deaf br but you can see me, feel me, hold me close enough br to feel the beat, the heat that burns those words br you cannot hear but know unspoken, br what words I say that only you can hear, br cool night or heated day, through rain, or wind, or darling buds of May. br br You are deaf br but you can feel the silent sounds that scream from me: br br 'Just listen to the beat and you will hear my every unsaid thought through eyes, my soundless lips, my arms' embrace that hold in yours whatever words we mean but have no need to say.