Choked

She whispers I love you,

        as if the vehement declaration

would burn her tongue

        so,

she lets the mumble

               trickle

through her vocal chords,

As her mind cries out that

she is not RELUCTANT,

she believes,

 the things she leaves constricted

             inside,

the ardor she dosen't want to hide.

        but her verve is choked,

restricted to mildly flicker in her eyes,